The fighter seemed somewhat relieved when he recognized Samedi approaching, but that quickly faded as he listened to her report. At one point, his fist clenched so hard, his expression grew so dark it looked like he was going to hit someone, or hell, even punch a hole into the rock, as far as the young barbarian could tell, he wasn't too far from the berserker rage that northerners drew strength from.<br/>"No... you didn't fail me. You all failed Yustissa. I failed Yustissa." he said through gritted teeth and closed eyes as he tried to process the information he was given.<br/><br/>"Do you know where she is now? Where to find her?" he insisted on the paladin but shook his head at the mention of the ogre. "That beast I didn't slay. We were both swallowed by the ground, in fact it's still hazy in my head. I think out of the two of us, only I got more lucky. Then again, maybe not. Any more bad news you have to share? Are we buried alive, left to die alone here, or is there a way out?"<br/><br/>Though Kardur showed plenty of initiative and somehow survived his injuries, well... he still looked like a pile of shit at best, at least that's how he would have put it would he have seen himself.<br/><br/>As another matter, the tent he sported in his pants slowly disappeared in during the distractions of the battle's debriefing, though not before it became obvious to everyone present.