"If you can't say anything nice about someone, say nothing at all", Eleeza reminded herself as she bounded out after Sika, hurrying to try to catch up.  Still she felt even more pleasure than usual as she made a few warm-up swings with her weapon, cutting the air and enjoying the interplay between its weight and her body's compensatory movements.<br/><br/>She didn't like to be following someone into possible danger - she wasn't used to the sight of someone else ahead of her, between her and the object of interest.  But she hadn't quite caught up to Sika yet, hadn't seen the creatures, though she was coming up steadily.