Dragging a thokk going into shock by his shoulders and supporting graevic, the lizardkin heads for the potral behind the female pinkskin wizard.

While he knew of the clear danger of a magical doorway not borne of the balnace and of the possibility of being flung far away from the hunting grounds of the tribe, his instints told him it was the swiftest way to Sethra

He waves the others towards him and pushes forward..