They all stood there neither quite willing to give into the other yet neither willing to yield either. The prophecy of the Chosen was enough to make even these brave and determined hesitate in taking action against them. These were suppose to be the CHOSEN of the very GODS, not just your everyday fighter or mage, the powers that they were to possess were suppose to be terrifying.<br/><br/>Their leader barked again about them moving and Shawne continued staring them down, that unsettling smirk upon her lips as she refused to move. A voice somewhere inside of her whispering to her, coaching her, trying to get her to do something. What that something was she had no clue, but it was that very something that made her stand there and hold her ground.<br/><br/>"Go ahead and shoot us already! I know that I am not going anywhere with you assholes and I sure as hell ain't letting you take Erik or anyone else here so you might as well call your own bluff and shoot us or get the fuck on with your business!" her eyes flashed a dark emerald green for a moment before returning to her normal hazel. Shawne felt light headed after that, nearly swooning a bit from the odd feeling of being drained, but she managed to hold herself together as she continued to stare at their would be kidnappers.<br/><br/>It was at the point that they looked just about ready to snap and fire that the Kingsmen came bursting from behind the Chosen's impromptu campsite. Hounds snarling and barking up a storm, to the nervous neighing and the thundering hooves that the knights rode. After that everything became a bit of a blur and Shawne found herself transfixed as the fighting erupted between the two sides with the Chosen stuck in the middle. It all seemed too familiar to her and at that was unnerving to her, making her begin to panic and hyperventilate like she was going to pass out and just lose it. Yet as the world began to go black a voice sounded clear in her head...<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">GET ON YOUR BIKE AND GET OUT OF THERE NOW!</span></span><br/><br/>This snapped Shawne out of her daze and she rushed to take action, ducking under a rearing horse she tumbled to the ground then up a few feet away her eyes scanning the crowd before she found what or more to the point who it was that she was seeking. Taking the few steps to Erik her landed a hand on his shoulder pulling him back and down to the ground as one of the men with crossbows fired at him. Still maintaining a firm grip on him she rolled with him as a horse came crashing down, screaming in pain from an arrow in its neck. Now on top of Erik Shawne growled down at him, her eyes that unnatural emerald green once again, "Move it!" she snaps as an order and not a request.<br/><br/>Getting to her feet she help him up if he was not moving fast enough and with him she ran back to her bike. Straddling it she flipped the engine on and of course got nothing, growling again in frustration she turned it off and back on trying to the throttle a bit; still nothing. Really pissed she closed her eyes taking a moment to calm herself a bit before muttering something under her breath as she tries the engine one more time. As if by some miracle it roared to life and she looked over to Erik, "You coming?"