Arena looks ahead. "And? This is my territory. They come...then they come to die." she says without any hint of emotions. She buried them...most of them anyways. She cared little to none about others. She rolls her eyes. "Shouldn't have brought your shit into my territory then. I don't play games. You are just lucky I decided that those hunter's were the bigger prize." she snaps back. "I didn't do it to save your ass....I did it because I told that bastard they would receive no mercy the next time they intruded upon my solitude." she says icily. He continued talking and rolled her eyes. "Don't know. Don't care. Ain't afraid. I can handle myself." she says with rigidity and iciness. She smirks and breaks into laughter. "For them...not at all. For me...always. Mercy...has no wings." she says cryptically. Continueing to walk. "Name? I don't recall asking for your name nor what they are called." she says sharply. "I don't know of you. I haven't heard of you. I am not a nice lady so why the hell would you think I would care what others call you?" her tones sharp edged. "You may call me...Aeria...if you must do something with names. Names are meaningless." she rolls her eyes. "Dagger was it...just don't get in my way." she presses her hand against a rock wall and it dissipitates into a tunnel. "If you want to stay here and try things on your own...suit yourself. You will find yourself soon at the mercy of those jerks and wanna be assassians." Her eyes look at him. "I am called the Healer Assassian." she walks into the tunnel.