(That demon is a summoned creature? His master must be rather powerful, to call forth that kind of force.) Michael ponders once he's been put on the ground.<br/>He listens to Snaga turning his head towards the ork, and once she finishes talking, he nods a bit: "I'm not a professional pilot like you are, I prefer to work on foot, if you catch my drift. There have been a lot of illegal facilities popping up lately, and some of them even belong to pirates."<br/>He turns towards shade and slowly extends his hand as well: "My name is Michael Almeida. I am a freelancer, which is to say that I work for... well... whoever I want. Though I usually do police work too. I used to work with the Razor Shades, a gang of sorts. Doubt either of you have heard of them, though... They were wiped out a few months back... I'm the only one left."