As Mina passed a rocky area on her winged beast, she picked up on a faint energy nearby. She stopped her creature in mid-air and looked around, trying to pick up on the energy's precise location, but the area was too full of different energy patterns for her to get a precise lock. With an annoyed growl she lowered her beast to the ground and ordered it to stay in it's spot before she walked towards the rocky area she passed over. 

First thing she noticed as she moved closer to the area was a dead demon, a Ghoul-type to be precise. They were vile creatures, tricksters with no mind. They remembered certain parts of human life and used it to get close to souls stupid enough to listen. Most were repulsive enough to keep souls at a distance, but some were dumb enough to get closer. It seemed the soul that did this was smart enough not to fall for this disgusting creature, a good sign.
She spotted a trail of blood and footprints leading towards the rocks and walked towards it. If the soul was hit by the ghoul's attack it wouldn't be very happy. It's wound would fester and rot until he died or was cured, a painful death to say the least.
She approached the rocks and spotted a cave the soul had most likely hidden in, walking up to it casually.
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Zayne looked at the blood-red sky, her eyes glowing faintly as she picked up on the soul's energies from a distance. It wasn't very far now, maybe a minute or two before she arrived. Her nightmare was fast, one of the fastest creatures on the lands. Reapers and royal families were the only ones to have them and among them the reapers were the only ones to ride them. Royals used them to pull their carriage and didn't handle the beasts themselves, resulting in them quickly revolting against their masters and breaking free. 
Zayne looked up, the glow fading from her eyes. She was closeby now, so her soul tracking wasn't necessary anymore. She rode over a small hill and halted her Nightmare as the small group of souls came in sight. Some were still sleeping, but some were awake and speaking to each other. Zayne spotted the one her father had spoken of, his energy, or flux as reapers called it, standing out from the others. She slid off her nightmare and walked forward towards the group,her companion walking along with a snort.