Seeing his companions rush into battle, Uriel shakes his head at throwing his spear.

You'll probably wind up hitting an ally in this place, he tells himself.

As he contemplated what to do, Hu could take it no longer and charges in on the monster, teeth glaring menacingly. A quick thought passes over Uriell as to how a dog so loving and compassionate at times, can so quickly become a killer. But he shakes his head as now is time for battle, not contemplation.

Whispering in druidic words, Uriell casts a blessing on Hu, as the wolfhound attacks.