You hear a loud cry from the South, cut off in mid scream. It is followed by shouting in the strange beast-language from the South, which is answered in the North and West. All very close. They are clearly communicating in some way.
Nathaniel's oration continues, making you all feel a bit better. He seems to be heading south as he speaks.
Once more Ehldannis's lilting voice chants out phrases of arcane power, gaining volume and culminating in a loud clap followed shortly after by a canine howling.
Ehladnnis's voice rises out of the fog in a reedy cry, "Ware, the beastmen are taking away any who fall. We must not let them escape." His cry is then followed by then sounds of spellcasting in a much stronger and surer voice.
You hear the sound of bladed weapons thumping into meat, and Glaucon painfully yells, "Blast your eyes, bearman!" Then there are shuffling noises of combat from the south, followed by a bubbly gurgle, and the thump of a body.