Ankt looked at both Nazr and Jagred with confusion evident on his face, though he did catch in rather quickly to their little ploy they had going on in this situation. "Yes, I grow impatient. Take us immediately, whelps," he said, sheathing his sword and crossing his arms in order to give them an impatient look. Whatever this beast was, it could be the thing that they were hunting or it could be the kobolds themselves who killed the man. He did not truly know, all he knew was that these little guys were going to lead him to a beast and he would have to tame it. Ankt wasn't so skilled at taming animals as much as he was at stabbing them with his sword, thus he remained silent until he knew exactly what they were facing. "It has been a long time since I have walked these caves, remind me of this beast," Ankt commanded of the kobolds, needing to know more about what he may be facing in this situation. He just hoped that the Kobolds wouldn't catch onto them, though he held high hopes that the group would be able to make it through this challenge.