Party summon: Mag/Sabina/Flynn/Kiernan/Rhys
Kiernan landed on the ground and was about to prepare himself for the next attack, but then the thing just... stopped. And talked. He bit back the words, what the fuck and considered making his attack anyway -- the last thing they needed was to be lulled into a trap -- but he remembered why they were here, and if there was a chance this thing was willing to actually help instead of fight, well, Kiernan was not about to ruin anyone's chances of surviving this Faram-damned illness.
He'd already lost one person this year, and he was not about to lose a city.
So he held his ground and pursed his lips, not saying a word, but he kept his narrowed eyes on the creature and held his ready position. If she should attack again, he'd be ready.