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The humanoid nods and...picks her up. He does so to where she is piggy back riding him. She most likely will not understand the reasoning, but it is for her own safety. A widget will not attack a fellow warrior. 
The humanoid breaks into a run, a run which is much faster then a human, his ears folded back to protect from flying sand. Once they reach the palace the jackal that had be guarding Alec runs forward snarling, the golden armor gleaming in the faint light. A conversation begins between the two and the full jackal walks off. In the distance a few widgets take bodies into the sand with them, their version of clean up. 
The humanoid puts Rhona down near the comatose Alec. He then backs away partially bowed with his palms up. A sign of respect along with giving them privacy. 
Alec's familiar looks up, yawns, then trots into a different room. This leaves Rhona and Alec alone. 

Alec himself is laying on his side, several wounds cover his chest and face, the worst being from the crocodile god on his shoulder. Dried, sticky blood is pooled under him. His wounds clotted, some look like they might get infected. His human form looks generally terrible.