Galen turned around to look at everyone who had stopped.

"What a great bunch of guards you all are. Catch up with me and the giant turtle when your balls grow in."

He had seen this sight too many times not to know what was going on. Of course, he'd been the cause of most of the damage before, which made it a little weird to step into the place as it was. Still, he wasn't about to just sit about.

The keep had fallen over, so the nobles were probably dead. No loss there. Some real people might be hurt, though, and if the big shelled lizard was going in to heal them, he wouldn't just leave the thing be. A scowl showed up suddenly on his uneven face, and his skin hardened to the quality of stone. He checked his shield, attached to his arm, and then just walked in. He hadn't gotten the chance to crack any skulls so far, and was quite looking forward to it.