Jone thinks she'll thank Gabranth later. For now, a proper fight. She is still impressed by their cooperation in Nevarra. She relishes the opportunity to fight along side him again.

The creature lunges forward, and the reach of Jone's poleaxe means she doesn't have to lunge back. The attack is deflected with a solid hit, the shade now loping as it stalks over the earth. It spins back toward Gabranth, wounded and wailing.

"The head!" She's not sure if it's always true, but striking through the head of a demon tends to do her well.