Let me into your exclusive Desert Club!

The man, ATHIR, furrows his brows. ATHIR: "A Crystal witch. Lost your way, have you?" The girl, DARCY, scowls. ATHIR: "I will not harm you, but... If you do not return to the mortal world, I must send you back myself." DARCY: "Would you say that to a Death witch?" ATHIR: "They are not as much of a threat by nature." DARCY: "So I'm a threat." ATHIR: "Only to yourself." DARCY: "Then you have nothing to worry about." She raises her hand. and the crystals return to her. She puts them back in her bag strapped to her leg.