Then Ruusaan's demeanor changed. The metal head woman was looking out one of the junk shop's sand rimed murky windows and her following urge that they leave the vicinity immediately. Apparently the warrior had seen something through the window and Arla didn't like the woman's reaction.

"Arlas'eon," she answered the question and then simplified the name, "Arla."

While she didn't agree with Ruusaan, she didn't quite agree with Cor. She appreciated the need for violence and for killing, but at the same time every battle involved risk and why enter into battle without necessity?

"We go?" she asked, pointing her blaster at the doorway leading out back to where giant towers of spare parts were arrayed haphazardly. After all, going out the front would likely mean encountering whoever it was metal head had seen.