Urdal watched, eyes wide, as the armored woman brought her anchor down with the intent to kill. That was what he perceived, and that was he figured would have happened if the paladin was not successful enough at avoiding the, arguably, lazy attack. Then Orky crashed into her and brought her down to the ground. Another thing, which happened in this tiny window of time, was the dragon person bringing his weapon down on the woman's head. All of this appeared too much.

 He raised his hands, trying to think of what to say, but then he let them fall down. This was happening for the second time today. He was simply at a loss. The half-elf looked to the large, red and black creature, then his gaze moved over to the unconscious priest on the ground, then he took note of the fact that things had somewhat calmed themselves. Taking a deep breath, having a few thoughts run through his head, Urdal concluded that he needed to try to take the reigns. 

"Okay, listen up! I've got this here job that needs doin', and I thin it's good if we do it fast, so don't do that again!" He announced after clearing his throat to attract their attention. Now they could probably start doing things the way they should be done, he figured.