Al cocked an eyebrow at her cockiness. "Well, in the event that someone hires me to kill you, knowledge of you will top the battle in my favour. Not that I'd need it." He tilted his head back a tad, his left eye turning red for a second before returning to blue. "A goddess in this world is just another mortal. Be careful who you talk down to. Most people who aren't afraid to kill would've done some damage, even if they died in the process. It's not easy adjusting to..." Al looked down the street. "Bleeding." He began walking, obviously having lost interest in Zaida. He talked loudly as he walked. "Al. If you need someone dead, find me, pay me and wait."