The girl looks up, shuddering.<br/>"The hunters come...But they let their hounds first...Pretty hounds, nice hounds. Not evil...Just hounds. The huntsman is bad...Heart of blackest hate. Hunts while his house crumbles. Crumble crumble...Walls come down."<br/>Her voice is frail, but the words almost sound like a song. The other alien looks at Kikki.<br/><strong>"I would like to be out of this, so please hurry. But know that the Black Clad ones will know something is wrong soon and hurry here. We must not tarry."</strong><br/><br/>That leaves the group with the choice to leave this ship and make their way back to their own, or try and stick around and find more and perhaps find themselves in a fight.