Karu strolled toward the back of the group, holding his head high to try and hide his initial nervousness. He still felt slightly ridiculous with his spear and the strange whip on his belt. Having recovered slightly, he took a look at the crowd. There was one face he recognized - The goron leader, Argon, who he'd met once at a diplomatic meeting between their people. Speaking of gorons... He tuned back to the man who spoke to them  - the "Warden", just as he mentioned going to Death Mountain. Death mountain? He shuddered, thinking of the heat. His last trip to Death Mountain had been fraught with headaches, nausea and dizziness caused by the heat. He felt ill even at the idea, but didn't want to back out now. He'd be a laughing stock.

Still, he wasn't exactly happy about it. It seemed unfair to him that their abilities would be tested in an environment that was so unsuited to his strengths. What was the point of this? He looked at the so-called warden, who had far too high an opinion of himself as far as Karu was concerned, just as he turned and began to walk out of the hall. He found himself agreeing with the crazy fire-lady about the Warden, although he'd probably still keep a fair distance from her. There'd be enough fire on the mountain as it was.

He couldn't keep his mouth shut completely, though, as the Warden continued walking in a way that seemed smug and self-assured and specifically designed to annoy him. 

"Seriously, what's with him? I'd be surprised if he doesn't think he could stop the darkness himself, the smug-" Karu stopped himself from continuing, barely biting back his angry words. He shook his head, and turned to follow him out of the hall, looking particularly unhappy about it.