Galan stabbed into the beast just for good measure making sure it stayed down. Stepping back he wiped the sweat from his brow, and wiped his blade clean as much as possible to get the stench off of it, before sheathing it and reaching into his bag pulling out one of the cure serious and cure light potions he had brought along. Drinking both of them to try and heal the damage the beast had inflicted upon him. He still felt the wounds somewhat but knew he had to carry on, if there were more of these creatures he need the potions.<br/><br/>Shield and sword ready once more he continued forward giving the disgusting smelling corpse a wide birth, he made his way towards the camp. Whoever had create that thing or whatever needed to be dealt with quickly to make sure no more of the creatures were about.