"Hey! I'm a fit leader!" the elf growled towards Min, clearly offended by her exclusion. She'd seized her hostilities towards Aina, mainly thanks to the guards suddenly seeming very prepared to beat her to a pulp. It was clear that she had not made a good first impression on the group, nor had they made a good first impression on her. In fact, she had begun to consider leaving the entire meeting and heading to slay some demon-ass by herself. If she was sure about one thing, it was that she certainly didn't need the help of a pup and some shady gal to take on king Baller, or whatever his name was.