Shumi backed away slowly, her guns still trained on the person before her, now a huntress, not a priestess... not a female... more like her father, one of the males?  she tried to step backwards over a log behind her. Who are you... she demanded, not putting down her guns, she didn't have her usually defenses, no claymores, no auto turrets. "and where would you take me?" she demanded still backing away.