Fleeing warriors of the rival tribe, is what Atl soon saw, confirming a win for his strange new tribe. He did not think of pursuit, because he knew they'd train, and become stronger. And that is exactly what Atl wanted. He began grinning, as some of the blood which did not dry out, slithered down his face, and dripped onto the ground below, near Slayer who was right next to Atl's legs.

He used his burned arm as he reached down and grabbed Slayer, his fingers slowly wrapping around the cat's torso. "Slayer! What say of run in battle!?" He said, rather passionately. Slayer meowed and playfully batted Atl's nose with his paw. Atl boisterously chortled. 

"It only Slayer first fight in fire. Me understand." He said, while somewhat listening as Pale Hide With Little Honor, was rambling on about another tribe who wanted Chieftain's lands. Atl placed down his cat as he noticed Joachim ask the burned tribal maiden about horses.

"Get meat from dead." Atl said as he gestured with his right hand as he pointed at a horse carcass. He glanced at the woman before she spoke, "T-thank you for freeing me from the fire."

Atl glanced at the woman, "Village need fix." She gazed around, now fully realizing the destruction that occurred as she fell onto her knees, dropping the plank Atl gave her earlier for protection. She began shedding tears, as Atl mused upon it. "Maybe her first too?" He grumbled out to himself. 

Dropping to his right knee he glanced at the woman on her level. "I see stone. I work stone. Help fix village. Make weapon for defend." He said, deciding that, well this village gave him a fun fight, he should help out these tribal villagers. 

The woman stopped crying as she immediately wrapped her arms around the Savage, who not only saved her life but promised to help fix up the village. After a moment of embrace, Atl ripped himself from it. "Other tribesmen?" he asked of the woman, who assumed that he was talking about villagers. She quickly headed off to search for others who managed to survive, as Atl walked up towards the knight Barnaby.

He quickly removed the gauntlet of the hand he smashed in, and scanned the area for a knife. Luckily he found one, and he switched the mace out for it. Atl began hacking away at the bone, and after many strikes from it he pried the hand off. He ditched the knife as he kept a hold of the hand, and walked with Slayer to the stables.

Holding the trophy hand, and his cat he mounted upon the steed and sent it to wait with Joachim. "... Maybe me stay here to work some stone." Atl muttered to himself out-loud.