The woman eyes Axel up and down, and then Yrael. Her eyes are intelligent, business-like, unafraid. "I suppose so," she says with a slight nod, lowering her gun but definitely keeping it at the ready. Her voice is light, with a thread of English accent running through it.

"Who are you, then? You must either be very good at keeping a low profile, or must be new in town, else I would have known to expect you. You're out for revenge on the poachers, I expect."

"We're not so good at the low profile, but very new in town, yes," Yrael says, smirking slightly.