<strong>Conleth</strong><br/>The immediate threat handled he turned on the newcomer, sword raised in defensive posture. Sure, she had just taken out one of the things attacking him, but in point of fact she could be just another predator. He called out in Sylvan, reverting to his mother tongue in a time of stress. "What do you want?" He wasn't advancing on her, but he did imagine that he made a pretty imposing figure, what with the being near 30 feet tall and weighing a dozen or so tons. It was difficult to not act first, but he was severely wounded and didn't want to get caught by surprise. His eyes darted left and right, tail swishing nervously.<br/><br/>