Hiro didn't see any wounds on her, and he himself was fine. However, her words from before they were interrupted by the ice salamander, and afterward, puzzled Hiro. She was a pacifist, and insisted he go by her standards? He slapped his face with his hand, visibly frustrated with her words and her anger with him. Staring at Lady Wounds, he spoke.
"Lady Wounds, you ask the impossible. I did not kill a harmless puppy, I killed a terrible glacier salamander, that can shoot freezing blasts of ice that could kill me or you on impact. You would've been a frozen statue, dead. There's not just one of these things around, there's likely more, and there's traps, and other monsters all over the place. You can't just . . . waltz into the frozen Vault, the Vault of an ancient ice dragon, and just talk the guards down, as if they were kind people capable of rhyme and reason. Can you charm a whole lair of these things, and ice wyverns, and dragons, and Gods know what else? Are you going to make one of these glacier salamanders fight its own kin? Is that a better option?" Hiro took a moment to catch his breath, to regain his composure. pointing toward the smoldering remains of the salamander he had just killed.
"There is a dragon's remains here, and it is altering the climate of the whole land. It is strangling the land with tendrils of cold and death! This salamander, a 'creature of the earth' is guarding the door to the dragon's former lair. I honestly don't care about any treasure that could be found here, I'm here to stop the curse on the land. And these creatures here, are here to guard the vault, to protect the treasure, and more importantly, protect the remains of their dragon master. They will kill me, they will kill you, they will kill everyone in this land, any and everyone you hold dear, the forest, the trees, the animals. They will DIE if we don't go in there, and stop the ice curse. Everyone will die, if we don't go in here, and stop the monsters guarding the lair." There was a loud roar shaking the very walls of the dungeon. Several more glacier salamanders could be seen popping out of holes in the walls, while several wyverns: blue scalely, mini-versions of dragons, swooped down from the ceiling, and surrounded the arguing pair. There were four wyverns, surrounding them on all sides, while the salamanders took aim at the duo from afar.
"Hey, Lady Wounds, mind talking all these monsters down? Can you charm all of them at once? Can you prevent them from tearing my limbs off, or freezing us into icicles?"