[Having never confronted this particular sort of horror before, Ethlyn does flinch when he says that. Not out of judgment, just... he says it like it's such a commonplace thing, like he's so used to it that it registers no more than any other enemy's death.]

Yes... [She turns her mind to thoughts of holy magic. The only person she knows who could wield it with any capability was Deirdre, Sigurd's missing wife.] Holy magic is a rare gift where I'm from. But the healers in the Arztenritter draw their magic from all kinds of sources. We can try until we succeed.

[If success is possible.]

If not--perhaps we can tie them up until we finish destroying the monster, however that's to be accomplished.