Elliot rubbed his eyes as he recovered from the sudden increase in light. The wind also left him somewhat dazed. He had no idea what to expect as a result of what just happened, but he certainly wanted to investigate the obelisk further. First, he had to make sure that he would be safe exploring it. He had not looked that way yet, however he could hear the frantic voices in the distance. Perhaps they were not a threat. The griffins however were a different story. If they were directed to attack, Elliot was certain the castaways and himself would die very quickly and painfully. 

If he could hear them better he might be able to determine better whether or not they were a danger. He crept around skirting the edge of the light to cautiously approach the two natives. He kept an eye on the griffins as he hoped they had not noticed him, or he hoped the light blinded them enough to distract. He was used to sneaking up on people at this point. There were too many times he had been forced to hide and sneak around so he could either avoid the discovery of unsavory folks or sneak into some historical site to investigate. While he was no pro at stealth, he felt confident in his skills.

Elliot picked up a rock as he slipped behind a boulder to listen in on the frantic discussion between the two natives. Should he be at risk of discovery he could use it as a distraction while he retreated.