As soon as she's set the fourth charge, Ringer glances down to the ground and notices the frost forming there and the ice that follows. She immediately looks grabs the remaining materials from the ground, turning to face the source of the voice. This definitely isn't good. Her gun is within easy reach and she briefly considers drawing it to open fire, but so long as the woman is talking, the hunter will oblige.

"You're interfering in the human world. I've seen how many lives that costs." Nearly a score of dead bodies compose her last memory of major fae interference. She has no intention of allowing that history to repeat itself if she has any hope of preventing it. "Destroy the door of your own volition. Then I can walk away."