"Fight?" For the first time, Grimble wheezes out a laugh in spite of the pain to his rigs. It starts out dark and cynical, then breaks into a blood splattering cough. "No fight the bad magic man. Not with whole tribe. Bad magic man... no word in Common." Grimble struggles again, with the words.
"Evil." Byuckyuck offers. Grimble shrugs, not happy with the word, but not able to do better.
"Strong, but not look strong. Cruel but not look cruel. Heavy step, but not look heavy. Eyes that slam. Words that speak inside. Grimble's blood burn when see bad magic man. Grimble's ears go... drown... maan mal ac okhaaregaan aguul." Grimble gnashes his teeth in frustration.
Byuckyuck chimes in, "Maan dan'd dhuul den drelkaakec!"
Grimble nods in response, "Kelaan a draalkuuc dhuul Rhakhuur, or tuulkaakhec."
They both nod their agreement eagerly and look to Li, Tilmek and Han and nod, as if what they'd just said explained everything perfectly.