Lion Head Mesa one shot from the shaft to knock him down

The jodai loomed, bear like figure hidden by the shadows of the chamber's far wall.

Then someone came calling.

He thought, for a spare moment, that it was Makono. In fact, he hoped it so, almost convincing himself that this unfamiliar voice was hers. But it was not.

Lumbering a step out of the shadows, he revealed himself. 

Eyes lowering upon the woman, Khaba stared blankly. What. Cold, deadpan. Uninterest, entirely.