Mowlu smells the burning flesh, and stops short behind the Duros, the lightning nearly striking him. Watching the large man enter and absorb the rest of the attack, he turns in time to hear Dew's question. "Probably down in the cargo hold. Next guard we see, I'll grab him and get his keys. I rather not leave my stuff either. That ryyk blade means alot to me." He trudges off following the Duros.... for now.