Leanna sighed, pausing to think for a moment. She knew she had to get away, but without so much as an inkling as to where she was going, she would likely get lost and possibly die. Plus, she didn't know anything about this world, besides that there was more to it than just demons living here. The grass, the fog, everything indicated as much.<br/><br/>She gave an annoyed, hesitant moan, and followed the tracks, deciding to at least get within visual range of the wagon and ascertain what kind of creature controlled it. This went against her natural instinct to stay away from anything because she was powerless to defend herself. But if the creature looked human, maybe it would help her. A demon most certainly would not, though, so she would keep away if it was a demon. With this in mind, she began following the wagon, alternating between jogging and speed-walking in order to try and catch up with it before it got near  the lake and the palisade, which was the last place she wanted to be. She was nervous about even being within sight of it.<br/><br/>As she walked, Leanna thought about her life recently. How confident she'd felt in the weeks leading up to her journey. How she'd practiced, imagined in her head slaying the demons with her magic and ending the plight on her realm. How much she enjoyed being called the Champion. She didn't feel like a Champion now - she felt like a helpless baby. Then, she thought about her whipping by Mother Superior, and Brother Petrick and Sister Rutha, and how they'd gone at it like animals. She gulped, unable to get the images out of her head. No, no, this was bad. She felt something come alive inside her. She HAD to think of something else. She began to chant quietly, and focused on the grass and the sky around her, anything to keep from thinking about Petrick and Rutha.