She sighed and relaxed a bit. No, these people weren't working for Krov, they were too... She couldn't even find the right words. But when she saw the other woman held out her wrist, showing that she was marked, Sheela reluctantly complied. To that, her mark changed colors again. She sat there studying there reactions to one of their fellow marked and the mark settled with blue. A kind of navy blue and Sheela exhaled a bit more after that. Her muscels, her heart beat, and even her mind, became relaxed and focused on nothing. "So you all are marked..." She said more to herself. "Which would explain why you all are in this cave and look stressed out."<br/><br/>Then, a wave of realization crashed down onto her. These were the exact people she would've been looking for if they hadn't found her first. And her keen eye led to the realization that, yes, all of them were marked or they wouldn't be so close to each other. Sheela dropped her arm. She had completly forgotten about her ribs. But it didn't really matter at this point. Krov was long from finding where she was now... And if fate forced it, she'd battle him to the death next time. Problem is, could she really convince these people to try and fight with her? They were terrified of the man, look at where they've huddled themselves up into! She'd taken a safe bet that none of them would back her up if she'd ever danced with the devil again. Yeah, that's the perfect discription she could come up with. Devil....