Alina glanced to him as he spoke, but her attention went back to his wound as she started to roll back his sleeve. However his pulling up caused her to stop her actions. Together they would pause, however her head turned looking outward to the left of them. [They are coming...] She spoke quietly as her eyes caught sight of the axe, the rustling noises in the distance growing closer and rather quickly.<br/><br/>The moment she caught sight of the orange she stiffened, moving only to brush some of her hair from her face. Eye contact was made quickly between Atrius and the monks; again these monks where armed, although only in a group of three still out numbering the woodsman. "Make this easy on yourself Atrius, we can forget the whole thing... Just hand over the girl." the three spoke while slowly approaching.<br/><br/>