The air was heavy and full of smoke, it was no wonder such exertions tired them both. Shenyo nodded to her and stood up. There was no time to be arguing with her when they didn't know what else could be coming their way. Questions entered his mind however. Had those swords been traps for them? Or had they simply been unlucky enough to find them? And those beasts they fought, what had they been doing here? Not many creatures aligned themselves with the nobles. Nobles themselves thought of every other race as lesser, though they weren't stupid. If they could make use of mercenaries or assassins they would. Still, how would they know that Shenyo and Lydia were in this area?<br/><br/>"Last night." Shenyo said in a sudden realization, turning to her. "Last night when we made love. We were a beacon. How could anyone not notice that?" What made them strong also made them visible. Anything that had an inkling of magical sensitivity must have noticed and acted accordingly. Vampires didn't have the same magic that Lydia had, but they did have their own magic-like abilities. It was more limited, but functioned relatively the same way at the end of the day.<br/><br/>"You're right, we need to go before they find us." Shenyo hesitated to mention that the fate of the village was most likely their fault. If they hadn't made themselves known local villages wouldn't have been ransacked in an attempt to find them. That was probably why they hired outside sources to help. There were too many places to look for the nobles stationed here to do it themselves and still tend to their political dramas. If they had one true weakness it was the constant power plays between the lesser vampires, and occasionally those in charge. Without a steel grip things could slide into chaos easily. It didn't help that some vampires specifically wanted that chaos, though they would be more subtle in their intentions.<br/><br/>Picking up the pace Shenyo began to run with Lydia, slipping out of the village and back among the trees. The thick foliage helped filter out the smoke and eventually the air cleared up. They were left dirty, covered in dirt, soot, and blood.<br/><br/>"Let's find a lake, or a river. We need to clean up. Should help if they try to track us by scent as well." Shenyo suggested as they fought their way through the undergrowth. "We might want to stay off of trails as well..." His words were reluctant. Hiding was not something he wanted to do, but they were being forced into it at this point.