Grey watched the man unfaltering, his gaze hard as he grit his teeth... His eye widened in shock when he saw him raise a hand toward his own student and the girl he was currently tasked with defending. He took a step, planning to roll over and block a possible attempt on Colette's life, but he was more than a little surprised to find that Tyrael had... listened to them. There was no attack. He simply returned them to the real world, Grey's own formidable self not so much as stumbling in the process. He sighed, looking down to his axe as this crisis was at least resolved... Though he did not let his guard down, not fully. 

[b][color=mediumpurple]"Understood, Sir. I shall keep an eye on them"[/color][/b] He said, nodding before looking around. [b][color=mediumpurple]"Though I'm not sure it's over yet. There's still the matter of your impostor, and it seems to want me very, very dead."[/color][/b] He said, looking back to Ssarak. [b][color=mediumpurple]"Ssarak, did you see where it ran off to?"[/color][/b]