"Destroy the shelters?" Reina asked after getting over the slight shock from the realization of the effects of one of Lestat's powers. "They shouldn't know where they are..." Reina thought aloud as she also lie back to look at the sky.<br/><br/>"Not fair," said Mai quietly, "In shelters 'cause don't want to fight." Then in his mind he added what he couldn't get his mouth to say.<span style="font-style: italic">None of those people want to fight. The guards are turning from tyrants to mercenaries. And I don't want to think about what they may want to gather mutants for.</span><br/><br/>"On the other hand," Reina started, "Sometimes I wonder if the guards are being forced to treat the people this way. Maybe they're actually good guys." She looked down, "Sometimes good people are forced to do bad things."<br/><br/>"Know where go next?" Mai asked, filling in the rest in his thoughts:<span style="font-style: italic">Do you know where they'll attack next?</span>