Shoulders relaxing at the end of the conflict he spun round to face the others only to hear the twang of a bow being released. Whipping around to see who had fired he growled when he saw it was one of his companions, even if it was the unwelcome one, who had released the arrow. Eyes narrowing to mere slits, fists clenching in rage, he bit down on his tongue. The fighting had been called to a halt and yet the elf had chosen to fire on a man who had laid down his arms. Breathing in deeply he slowly exhaled and repeated the process, attempting to calm himself less he attack the dishonorable creature. He could feel his face twitching, making his displeasure known to all who looked at him and quickly schooled his features before anyone saw. Steadying his breathing he eased his shoulders back, erasing the signs of his anger.
Glancing over at his mage he jerked his head forward towards the battlefield, signaling for him to go forward. The Karashok would follow behind him. Craning his neck to the side he bowed his head towards his companions behind him. Switching his gaze to the young dwarf at his side he nodded once more at her and then to the Mabari at her side. Cocking his head to the side he stared down at Falina, face stern and eyes focused on her face. The girl was inexperienced but he could see potential simmering beneath the surface. Both she and the Mabari at her side had behaved well in this first battle. Quickly turning away, mouth barely quirked upwards, he strode after Hissra.