Cassius seemed to hand Keevas a vial. The substance itself was green and oily; a greasy looking substance. 
"Whatever it is, you best be prepared. Unlike you I'm immune to all forms of toxin, you however are not. But if it is what we think, this should hopefully neutralize some of it's toxins. Just concentrated remedy. If it works, it will need a lot of water, so unless there is a lot of it under the ground, or if there is a lake near by, it will dehydrate and die, or be severely weakened. But you'll still have to deal with it in combat. It's breathe will be halted severely." 
 
It seemed in the wilderness his tone had completely shifted; this attitude he had was why he had the Behemoth's horns. Oils, poisons, greases. 

He seemed to survey the wilderness around. [i]Grass was quite tall compared,animals seemed spooked, in hiding really. Meaning what they are going to be fighting is possibly foreign or some kind of mutation. It really just depends, and it is too early to draw conclusions. [/i]

He readied his crossbow as he began applying the greasy like substance to but a handful of arrows. Not the strongest in his gear, but ideal against a large foe; easier to strike with poison and get ideal effects rather than running in mad. 

Cassius grabbed an empty flash as he bottled some of the sludge. "Should come in handy..." He said in a low voice.

"Better to follow the trail from the side, you'd know where it has been or hasn't been based on its trail, meaning it should be an easier hunt than others would make it out to be." He began to walk on the trails side, mostly to avoid damaging his shoes from it's properties.