Oh no..
Jakk'ari releases a silent tusked snarl to suppress a retch. The arrangement is reminiscent of the aftermaths of Dunemaul raids to the troll shaman.

He gestures toward Mor'Lag hoping to leverage the ogre's strength.
Grab this one. I'll take the other. We're leaving.

Quickly glancing towards Felix and making eye contact with the boy he extends an arm with a flat palm vertical to the ground to halt him. Before collapsing his palm into a fist with a single extended index finger signaling the cadet to back away. The last of the cadets had been found and the group's mission was almost complete. There was no need to escalate things. Now was the time to leave and recoup what they could.