Kynar simply grimaced slightly from the wound across his back as Celythia suggests healing the hobgoblin to interrogating, but says nothing. After all, what swordsman would want to admit an injury no one else seemed to notice? He simply took solace in knowing his own swordmanship along with his companions aid was sufficient to triumph, no magic of being required of anyone.
As his injury was noticed, Kynar nodded at Caridoc's request, stepping towards the gnome, blade still in hand in case the creature comes to and is hostile so that he may more cause a more permenant cessation of hostilities on behalf of the hobgoblin, looking to the others.
"I care not why these beasts are here, but perhaps the guard would like to know slavers are operating beneath their city... and perhaps if they do not believe us, these corpses and the testimony of these men may serve as proof enough? Whatever it is they are doing, it must end now."