[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/HX9chmu.png[/img][/center] For a moment, Atzi was relieved that all that happened was Maira getting caught up by an old woman. Then, that relief turned to concern, about whether or not it was even a good idea to go for the 'hide the stone' plan if even an old lady in the woods could just come across it within the few days it had been since it was hidden. And finally, as the hag laughed, Atzi's concern turned into suspicion. She seemed...familiar, somehow. Not in the same way that those cultists had. No, those speech patterns were wholly different. Instead, it was like seeing the physical habits and quirks of a friend reflected onto a total stranger. Disturbing indeed, but not entirely offensive. Who knew. Maybe this was Soyala's crazy grandma. More importantly, however, since [i]Maira[/i] didn't turn towards violence, Atzi wouldn't either. The dark-skinned woman loosened her grip on her club, and smiled. Just think of her as an annoying, childish elder, and this won't be so bad! [b]"Sure, if that's what you'd like in return. I'm pretty strong, and that's pretty impressive, I'd say, but Maira here?"[/b] A bit of mischief sparkled in her eyes. "[b]I heard her singing voice was to [i]die[/i] for!"[/b]