Bak'Ran watched her dart away, shaking her head and speaking out against him for the first time. His eyes watched her, as the storm swirled above them, sending destructive lashes of lightning in to the forest, sinking the huge trees of the grove with their power.<br/><br/>"You can not achieve what you do not set your mind to" he told her, his powerful body not moving, not his gaze from her body. "If you wish to leave this place, and claim the trinket you seek, you will need to understand that" he told her, then allowed his words to settle. "It is the same in all instances in life... If you do not set out prepared, you will return with less than you left with" he told her, the flames dancing in his eyes as he watched her.