Just as Chrys was figuring out how best to help, the beast suddenly stopped, as if the life from it was extinguished like a candle flame. She couldn't tell whether someone had dealt the killing blow, or if something else was in play. Either way, I probably shouldn't just stand here. She carefully stepped into the clearing, hoping she didn't startle anyone. Cautiously she spoke up, hoping her gift didn't do more damage than good with this group. "Greetings. I feel like I've stumbled upon you at a bad time, but I am glad you were able to vanquish the beast. My name is Chrys, of the Draoidh clan."