"'Back to business?'" Ernst echoed Kat, whilst shifting his gaze from the amputee to Osla and thinking of whether or not to actually draw his sword to ready himself for a conflictual retreat at the cost of further antagonization. Preoccupied as he was, he did not notice Elora meekly entering the tavern and settling herself inside inconspicuously; and his voice had inflections of clear alarm and outrage. "How can you all be so calm, when this demon just threatened me with either death or enslavement? Hell, do you not even baulk at the size of its fangs? I dare say that it is an immediate threat to us all!"

Brow furrowed and teeth bared in a grimace, he tried to stare the demon down. Ernst had never seen a Kunite before, and Marco looked like something out of a woodsman's horror story for him. Failing to think of anything else to say, Ernst demanded: "Explain yourself, beast!"