Close to the plaza, a figure, clad in a dark robe stands, watching Bol'Skar heed out the warning to the other Kharajyr. A grin appears on the figure's face, barely visible due to the hood. The figure continues to stare at the group for a few minutes before walking off.
A few minutes later, Saikaunaah appears at the plaza, eyeing the Kharajyr shouting with curiosity. She clears her throat before raising her voice as well.
"Yus. Thees ees true. Tha Delvawrs hawve threathawned Saikaunaah awnd uthawr Kharajyr. They wunt war, su we shudda geef them war. Metztli's wrawth shawl wreck their puny group'aw, awnd they weel learn tu nawt mess weeth tha Kharajyr, tha prawd huntawrs uffa Metztli, awr Muuna."
[Yes, this is true. The Delvers have threathened Saikaunaah and other Kharajyr. They want war, so we should give them war. Metztli's wrath shall wreck their puny group, and they will learn to not mess with the Kharajyr, the proud hunters of Metztli, our Mother.]
She nods briefly, placing her paw in her hand as she bows "Thees mawst nawt gu awnnuteeced by the Tlatlanni." [This must not go unnoticed by the Tlatlanni.] she nods again before walking off.