Shula wheeled herself over, seeming to be pleased by the amount of wheeling around she had done. Looking at the screen she didn't notice much at first, almost tempted to ask what she was looking for. She then realized that many of the deaths were very close together. Squinting she rested her head on her hands, humming.<br/><br/>"Don't hunters die in the field all the time? I wouldn't think this job is exactly safe..." She asked, her lack of knowledge showing through. The woman didn't know why the time between deaths could be any indication of something fishy going on. She didn't have time to ask any more questions as the alarms blared to life. She covered her ears, wincing as the sounds rattled her head and hurt her sensitive ears. She had heard the alarm before, a few times when she had attempted to escape herself, and she was fairly certain that the sound alone was meant to be debilitating to demons.<br/><br/>She got up, realizing that right now was there time to go and began following Faelan. If he spoke she didn't hear a word he said.