Taking her blade Kyra made sure to slice the necks of the fallen warriors, making sure they were done for. After completely her grisly task she retrieved her longbow and other weapons, heading over to Cyanwrath to not only cut his head off out of spite, but also seeing if he had anything of value on his person. His weapon and armor alone at least may be of use to them, if not for it's practicality, than as plunder. She looked over to Brannor, the dragon killer, the tiger warrior. Just who did Kyra meet, that her company was so... Beastial in nature? Torus could literally turn into beasts, Orchid fought with the ferocity of a frenzied bear, and Brannor had a tiger's fury. Only Parum lacked any animal attributes. Perhaps this was a sign from Chauntae. Either way she called Brannor over.

[color=pink]"Let's not waste any time. I have no more spells left and I believe we only have one potion between the five of us. I'd say we give it to Orchid, as he is at death's door right now, but regardless Brannor come over here and see if you can fit in this armor. I'm sure you might have some compunctions about wearing this brute's equipment, but considering your state you need all the protection we can afford. I'll check the other bodies as well, and then we can continue forward and deal with those dragon eggs, as well as find any clues about the cultist."[/color]