Khait opts to ride down the straggler... if she misses on the charge with her lance, she'll just ride the Howler over him, then hook the beast's path in an arc toward the devils' farm.  "Fucking kobolds..."  through the mask, her words are amplified, redoubled eerily.  "Crush them and MOVE."  No edge of emotion in her voice, no fury, no excitement... well, perhaps a tinge of malicious glee...