Ug'Nug watched the fight curiously, his mind twisting and turning it's cognative gears as he conjured his thoughts and opinions. 

His mind's voice was that of Rod Serling as he thought, [i] The tools of conquest do not necessarily come with bombs and explosions and fallout. There are weapons that are simply thoughts, attitudes, prejudices - to be found only in the minds of men. For the record, prejudices can kill...and suspicion can destroy...and a thoughtless frightened search for a scapegoat has a fallout all of its own - for the children...and the children yet unborn. And the pity of it is...that these things cannot be confined. [/i]

With his decisive conclusion that didn't quite fit the situation he fell flat on his butt generating a poof of dust, and began knapping away at a few loose stones.