As Hal looked to where Kat was hidding, she was pushed out of the shadows. A hand was over her mouth and there was a blade pressed firmly against her neck, already drawing blood. She struggled briefly until he forced her head back, making it very hard to breath as his hand even started to block her nose. "Hal!" His voice growled from behind Kat. He was so tall and the way he held her Kat was now dangling from his arms. He could see the tears in her eyes already sliding down her cheeks. It hurt and she struggled just to keep her neck from snapping. "I never send my men alone." He grinned as he held her. 

Hal had only seen this man once before, sitting on a massive war horse, taking over the army he had once been a part of. He was a general by the name of Aaron Kopphear. He had been put into the ranks just as Hal had been chased out. He had a reputation all the same of being merciless with his victims. He was still a man of honour in some ways but not in many. Women who fought were treated as any other warrior, something to be commanded or killed. "Now be good it's time we bring you in hmm? The king has asked for you alive thanks to you finidng this little bird." He motioned with his eyes to Kat.