The bomb had it's intended effect, and although she sheltered behind the doorway her minds eye pictured a horrible scene of carnage that she can't say she didn't think the goblins deserved. She began to step around the doorway to block the path of any further reinforcements when another explosion announced it's brief existence. By Borealis, our noble packs those things too take down dragons.
A bit more hesitant this time, Kiera stepped around the doorway to see what remained of the pack of goblins. There wasn't much of an answer left honestly. The Templar turned back to the group to help with the remaining stragglers, but they had already fled. The party moved together in darkness, and Kiera held the torch high to illuminate them all.
" That injured them good... we should prepare quick, I doubt goblins are the only thing scuffling around the darkness here." The Half-Breed raised a good point. Explosions like that were sure to attract attention, though Kiera wasn't going to complain too much about the results. Kiera turned to the noble "You have a strong throwing arm, and a stronger heart. Did you bring along supplies to manufacture more of those explosions?"
Then, much to Kiera's surprise, the creature amongst their number showed compassion. She began to treat a wound on the noble which Kiera would have overlooked, raising the wise point that the goblins weren't very sanitary so it was better to be safe then sorry. Something Kiera would have offered to sort herself, had she not lingering doubts about the half-breed. It would make the Templar very vulnerable to attack, though to her credit Kiera believed the vampiress was a worthy enough comrade that she wouldn't do that. What Kiera did do was monitor the monster's ministrations, and watched for any temptation to feed or indulge. Despite paranoia, it was surprising indeed that Kiera didn't notice any such blood lust the half-breed's kind were known for. Or at least disguised them knowing she was under scrutiny!
Once the wound was handled Kiera made a point of uttering a short blessing for fast and strong recovery, may Borealis' light burn free contamination of the wicked kind.
"Alright everyone, let's make sure we are ready to deal with everything and when we return, let's form a nice meal for us all. That said we should bring some alcohol with us next time. It has it's uses, so does lamp oil."
Once again the half-breed was taking command of the situation, and once again Kiera let it slide for now. Logic and reason pointed towards the half-breed actually doing what was best for the party simply out of the good of her heart. Passion and faith told Kiera all of this was an elaborate ruse, but what did the monster have to gain? The two sides battled forth in her mind though she pushed them to the back of her thoughts, focusing on the task at hand
"Good thinking," Kiera sheathed her sword and turned to Sir Arthur, "Are you ready to continue? Do you know what lies in the next few rooms?" After seeing how capable the rest of the party was it seemed like he was the only one she could really direct the question towards.