Fitting another silver bullet to her rifle, Alexis slowly stood, keeping the gun trained on Valkenhayn. While this 'test' seemed par for the course right now, she sure as hell wasn't about to start trusting something that a few seconds ago was ready to tear them all limb from limb. She wondered who the creature's 'Mistress' was, though she felt she could make an educated stab at the answer. She was starting to wonder if she was caught up in some overly rich person's insane fantasy, put together for their own amusement.
"I can think of a few," she said to Valkenhayn, "but most of them come down to 'just what the hell is going on around here?', so I'll go with that. Also, now I think about it, why on earth should we trust some...thing that just tried to kill us?"