As the events unfolded in front of Zaray she immediately regretted her decisions to follow this group into the forest. Her hand reached down to her hip, taking out her pistol in case things became personal. Cocking the gun, she pointed at the soldiers who were dishing out commands left and right. Before she could even start to pull the trigger, the deed had been done from an outside source. Her mouth gaped in shock, taking cover again behind one of the large trees that crowded the forest. After the soldiers were put down for good, Zaray began inching forward. This motley crew surrounded an object, most likely worth a lot. With twinkle in her eye, and a dash of curiosity Zaray moved forward again. This object might be her ticket out of here.

[b]"Right then, gentlemen. What say we get this young girl somewhere safer than the middle of a bloody jungle?"[/b]

[i]"Well if you insist..but I'm not that young."[/i] Zaray said, confidently but clueless before she peered around the man and looked into the container. An infant of sorts. Definitely not what the young woman was expecting. She looked around to the faces of the people surrounding, and wanting to make sure that she asserted her dominance with out posing a threat. [i]"I want to get out of here, and am willing to help however I can."[/i] she stated, [i]"Let's get out of this sweat stain, pronto!"[/i]