The surge of people appearing to kill this one shadow was starting to get a little annoying- although Ahnva supposed it was better than fighting them on her own. However, the last one to appear- a man with an incredibly visible mark on his face- made her pause. At his statement, she frowned and Onnu flinched. “And you know this how?” She asked. She glanced up at the cliffs. The man on horseback was gone. “I think these shadows are being controlled, and if they’re looking for the marked, then we escape. The shadows will probably be told to leave town.” She leaned on her motorcycle. “They’re not hurting anyone, and it’s obvious they can sense marked without seeing it, so once we leave, they’ll know we’re gone.”<br/><br/>Onnu chewed his lip. He wanted to help the townsfolk escape the burning town, but if she was right, then the best thing to do was leave so the conflict would resolve itself. “Maybe we should could stay and look for other marked,” he volunteered, “and meet somewhere out of town. Other marked might not know they’re in trouble.”<br/><br/>Ahnva considered. That was probably the best course of action for saving the town and themselves. She nodded, but without speaking, she turned and ran back into town.