The... thing was a problem.  Tyr was used to working on his own.  he could continue to do so.  But there was a wounded man, and from the lack of screaming from the display of crushing the man's foot, probably in shock.  That was not good.  All he needed to do was get close, touch the man... it might be enough to save him, at least, until a proper healer could be found.<br/><br/>The problem was the swamp thing over there.    He couldn't fight the creature and take care of the wounded man, and he couldn't heal the wounded man while the creature was ready to eat him... so sadly, the monster had to go first.  He was too far away, so he ran.  Chainmail wasn't exactly conducive to running, and was probably obnoxiously loud in the process, but that wasn't a bad thing.  He was a large man in armor, shield and sword... he rushed towards the thing, drawing his sword and letting it clank repeatedly across the rim of his shield in the most obnoxious sound of challenge he could think of.