"I won't let you go any further."
His words cut through the silence. I looked at him with suspicion.
"What do you think?" I asked a nearby subordinate.
"Judging from the tail, head and stripes, this is a Collkubi, believed to be an extinct species. Probably the last one of it's kind. Body is made for jumping and fighting. Can't run very fast due its short legs and long neck. Hunts by jumping from high places and surprising its prey. Kills by biting in the neck of its victim while pinning its nails in the back. Has an incredible stamina and stubbornness. Doesn't give up before it or its opponent dies," he quickly analysed.
I nodded and thought for a second.
"What are you doing here? Our business doesn't concern you," I said.
"I'm just protecting what I have to protect."
"And that might be?"
"My hunting grounds."
It was clear he wasn't going to retreat, whatever I would say.
"In that case, you'll be the first one to die."
"We shall see," he answered.