Leifr remained quiet throughout Lady Allereun's examination of the dead beasts and their attempts at preventing the female sword from leaving. Though Leifr would have undoubtedly joined in if all was well, he was more preoccupied examining the horses to make sure they were fit to run if needed. There was also Lady Allereun's theory of yet more creatures coming their way. Leifr also apparently didn't have much of a way with words looking back at his failed bluff with the bandits. Taking deep breaths to calm his nerves from the previous fight, he set his hand on his warhorse's face (which elicited an annoyed snort from the steed) and started planning on what he would do when they return to the town.

His thoughts were cut short when the sounds of a blade drawing from its sheathe echoed behind him. Spinning around just in time to see the woman stumble on poor footing and set upon by the beasts, Leifr quickly mounted his horse and prepared himself for more combat. His stance faltered slightly from the woman's cries as her body slumped, but was it because they had fought these creatures before that Lefir managed to regain his will? Whatever the case, Leifr felt his nerves easily ready for battle and his will steel against the sight of these monsters once more. On horseback, Leifr had an advantage against one or two and Fiore could easily handle one as he had shown before. Lyrisa apparently had training in using her weapon based on her stance and readiness to use it against some bandits, but her inexperience in combat seemed to hinder her. Not that it mattered, as her knowledge seemed to be above the rest: almost immediately after the creature appeared and spoke, she seemed capable of understanding its speech. When she said that it may be able to perform some dark arts, Leifr was more than just inclined to believe her.

Leifr grit his teeth as his grip on Honor squeezed tighter. Could he and Fiore battle four at once? Could a Galmin even fight against such unholy and unnatural arts as magic? His steed was anxious to move, tapping the ground impatiently with its hoof. To charge or to retreat; Leifr wanted the latter but was prepared for the former.

“If I may be so bold, Lady Lyrisa seems to understand what has happened to our missing friends and what these beasts are. If Lady Allereun's prediction about the one that led these foes here is true, then surely this is just an advance force; fighting them would only allow time for [i]even more[/i] to find us.”

Leifr's eyes did not leave the creatures in front of them as they spoke, despite wincing whenever they fell upon the fallen woman. Leifr tried thinking of a way where he could quickly grab her and retreat, but his mind was drawing blanks.

“We should retreat back to Calgeth and deliver Lady Lyrisa's information to the Guard.”