*Elras flashes a smile at the Sarrai'a "It was pretty great wasn't it?" He walks back and sits back to the campfire and joins the group, "you had some pretty nice moves yourself" *
Since its like 1:12am i'm going to bed but basically Elras will treat his wound to the best of his extent by wrapping the wound after the combat is over he will shrink back down to his 3 ft form and brag about how mighty he is and then follow the guild wherever they go
*eldras hops back in pain and constantly debates in his head "LEAVE THE SPIKE IN? OR PULL IT OUT?!, LEAVE THE SPIKE IT? OR PULL IT OUT?!" He decides to rip the spike out and attempts to slow the bleeding in anyway possible as he glances towards his pack*
*Eldras sees all his friends fighting a figures "well they can't have all the fun." He thinks to himself as he bumps his fists together and begins to rapidly grow in both height and muscle mass until he is standing around 8ft tall and incredibly muscular. He shifts into a running stance and readies his fist as a light yellow glow forms around it. He charges the wolf and attempts to pound the wolf's head into the ground*