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Enzeru ran through the throng of people, going the opposite dirrection, cutting down all of the intruders that she came across. As she came to the corner of one street, she hid behind the shadows of a nearby building. Just around the bend, there were two officers talking about finding someone. As she slid closer to the edge of the building, she was able to catch on to a bit of what they were saying.

"We've found out that Arnold was taken by the armed guard earlier today, something about trying to kill someone."

"That idiot. You tell him to lay low and instead he goes and gets himself in trouble. I don't see why the boss keeps him around."

"You know just as well as I do why the boss keeps him."

"So he killed a young girl a few years back, that's nothing to boast about. She was only seven and didn't even know that she was destined to become a dragoon."

Enzerus heart sank to her stomache. I was the target?....So my parents died because of me. She stepped out from the shadows of the building, her grip on the Ranmyaku tight to the point that her knuckles turned white. The two men saw her and got into a battle ready position.

"Well, looks like we found someone who's worth adding to our ranks." The man let a crooked smile esape his lips as he looked over to his partner.

"You, what is your name? Our boss will want to know." This time it was the second man that spoke, but unlike his friend, his voice was more athoritive.

Enzeru lcould help but let a smile play across her face. "My name...." As she spoke she raised the Ranmyaku over her head. "...is Enzeru Zetsumei, the next shadow dragoon." Before the two had time to react, she lunged at them, decapitating one and greatly injuring the other in one fell swoop. She stood above the one that was still breathing. "I'll let you live, but only so that you can pass this message on to your boss. He doesn't have the advantage that he thinks he has, and the dragoons will soon bring an end to his evil." With that, she took off once again to find any of the others that attacked this place and cut them down to size as well.

Katara saw Derak, and hope flooded her, but he was talking to quickly, and she knew he was going. He left the other horses with the officer, who spoke to her. She nodded quickly, picking out a horse quickly. It was a beautiful brown, black, gray and white paint mare. Katara untied the mare from the other horses, mounting it quickly. "I do not need a fire now." She said, remembering her slight bow and arrow lessons from her grandfather. She had a good aim, but how good?

She smiled widely, "If you've heard about me frim derak, you would know I never listen. I'll go get some villagers, and you should attack anyone you can that's trying to hurt me. It's still protection." She said, before grumbling under her breath, "Protection I don't need." She nudged the mare into a trot, then a canter, then a gallop back towards the village, with the man behind her. She spotted a family of four trying to escape a mad man. She charged towards the man, and herded the family towards the gate, "Stay in the bushes where the smoke rises." She orders, drawing the sword the officer gave her. It was heavy, but she bore it well. She dismounted and sliced the mad man quickly, going towards other evils, and driecting villagers. The officer quickly started attacking as well.

Enzeru saw Katara and Quin running down a nearby street, but they were running in the wrong direction. Taking a right down an ally that was close to her and then a left, she came out running next to Quin. "I thought you guys were supposed to be escaping the town, not running into thr middle of the fight."

Katara sliced another through the stomach. She spotted Enzeru near the one she didn't know. Why did everyone have to protect her? She was about to talk towards them, but a shadow loomed over her. She turned, seeing a male on a horse. He wore a helmet, but it had slits for seeing. He reached for her, but she held up her sowrd, thrusting it through the eye slits. He fell off the horse, withering in pain. Katara grabbed the horse, and led it over to Enzeru. "Enzeru, mount. Gather any one you can, and kill the ones who dare cross your path." She said, looking towards the other. She didn't know his name, but she took control. "You should find any weapons you can, and a horse for yourself, until we get the horse Derak bought." She said, turning, to find her horse.

Quin looked questionly at the horse. "How does one ride? Remember, commoner here, don't usually ride horses." He grabbed the reins like how he saw some of other people and tried to scramble up, only to fall back down on the ground in a heap, the saddle turned sideways and the horses head being pulled down almost to the ground.

Kiana looked behind her to see Katara sitting on a horse. She nodded and then looked to Gill. "Of corse. Where do you want us to bring them?"

After a few moments, Quin found himself high in the saddle. It felt odd being up there, and would hinder his knife throwing. Thankfully there was a sword scabbard with a sword still attached to the saddle. He drew the sword and tried to ride near the closest crowd of fleeing people. As he approached, he was shouting, "Flee to the north gate!"

One of the older men in the crowd shouted back, "Why listen to to a thief?!" He spat on the ground in Quin's direction.

"Thief I may be, but when have I injured anyone or wished them harm? Now go." It was too late, a group of solders had approached, but Quin drove his horse between the small crowd and the solder. "Listen to me McQier. Run, I'll cover your retreat. Get your family out of here and we can talk over depts and owes later." He poked uselessly with the heavy sword at the nearest solder, fending them off for a moment. The sword was too heavy for him, but it was better than nothing.
Meanwhile, the horse shied back, away from the solder. It's front hooves flying up, driving the solders back, buying the McQier and his family some more time to get out.

Shortly, they were out of sight, and Quin followed suit, leaving the solders in his dust as he turned and pressed the horse at a fast trot down the road. His area seemed to be clear of people, and with some of the houses burning, he dared not enter them and waste time.