“What is this attack for?” Kestrel thundered in the language of the gnomes.
The rock-throwing ceased, as the gnomes received yet another shock in hearing their own language spoken by one of the intruders.
“Why do you come to our land during this season?” a voice called.
“We know where they all are, Kestrel-friend,” another voice, Stillwater’s voice, called from overhead, speaking in the common language of the elves and the imps. “Shall we defeat them for you?”