The group of cultists began their approach, but many clearly lost heart at the sight of the dead satyrs, one dropping to their knees and letting out an unholy cry of anguish.  There was some confusion in the group, making it easy for Delia to fall back unharried.<br/><br/>Growing closer to the town, she saw the townsfolk out of their homes and in a state of confusion.  They had no more than two dozen thatched huts and a smithy.  All were looking to the woman coming out of the sky, but some now turned to the Inquistirix, startled by her bloodied blade.<br/><br/>"What in blazes is goin' on?" a townsperson cried, echoing the sentiment the rest of them felt.  Perhaps twenty people were gathered outside their homes nearby.  The woman in the flying machine had just set down on the village green as the cultists decided to make their charge.<br/><br/>Delia could hope to lose them in the crowd, but if they turned out to be on the cult's side, they might seize upon her.  Few were likely to so much as approach an Inquisitor however.  Even if they were<em>and </em>willing to die for the cause, even hostile peasants would require a great deal of gumption to attempt grabbing her.