Bjoric pulled a rag from his pack once he saw all the gnolls were dead or fleeing, using it to clean some of the gore from his hammer. Picking out piece charged flesh from the rune on the hammers face, he approached the drow. 

"Do ye really think stay'n here's a good plan? The one that got away will likely be back with more mongrels. And I doubt we'll get away with so few wounds then." he added gravely.