Berethor had been quietly listening to all that was happening around him, trying to make sense of it all. He finally felt he had a fairly firm grasp on what was happening, so he stepped up beside Joe and drew his sword with a slight flourish. "You." he said, addressing Hazama. "I may not know you, or what all that is happening means yet, but my companions do not trust you, and that is reason enough for me to consider you an enemy. I suggest you leave, or you shall find yourself run through by my sword." he said as he also brought out his shield.