You wandered through the desert on a mission. You were feeling weak and your supplies were gradually dwindling. You took a flask, tilted it and a few drops of water fell from it, you sighed heavily and noticed that the sun was setting. You found some sort of an empty camp and you lay down on a cloth that was lying on the sand and had a canopy from the sun. You closed your eyes and fell asleep because you were so tired and didn't care about anything. You woke up to a whisper, when you opened your eyes you saw a very tall and muscular man who had a blindfold over his eyes, but you could feel how his gaze was burning you and how near him was his gang of desert men. One of them wanted to do something to you, but with a quick movement the ringleader squeezed his hand until it was blue.

"Just try to touch her, I'll send you to be eaten by red arrow vultures in no time."

His voice was bass and low, and he threw his subordinate back on the sand.

"Who are you?"