白砂の翼。熱砂の鷹の競合ギルドの力量は十分知っているつもりだった。

「俺の昼寝の邪魔をするのは暗殺者の刃じゃない。お前の小言だけだ」

自称執事のアンクにすべてを委ねて寝そべる団長。それは怠慢ではなく信頼。暗殺教団の“ナジュム”の刃を阻む銃槍の火花が、彼の居場所はどこまでも白砂の翼の領域であるとの宣言にも見えた。
（カルラの回想）

The Desert Wings... I thought I knew the capabilities of the Sand Hawks' rival guild well enough, but it appears that I was mistaken. "It's not the assassin's blade that disturbs my nap—just your grumbling." Not even bothering to turn his head, the guild's captain, sprawled on the floor, makes it clear that he has left everything in the hands of his self-stylized butler, Ankh. This was not out of laziness, however, but rather trust. As his gun spear intercepts the assassin Najam's blade, showering sparks, Ankh's cold stare seems to proclaim that anywhere his feet are planted shall be treated as the territory of the Desert Wings. (Carla's Recollection)