If you don't have any salt to throw, I'm going to guess it won't be. [Momo says it in good humour - if a little drier than his usual humour to suit the occasion - but he hasn't been in a lot of fights on this scale. He's normally pretty optimistic, but not quite optimistic enough to think they've gotten over the biggest hurdles of this fight yet.

Strapping his mace over his back again for the moment, Momo looks over the area. Most of the other creatures around here look to be locked in combat already, so they may need to move a bit further around the perimeter to find others still raring to go.]

Let's move around a bit. Gives me a chance to check if anyone needs medical help, too.