Dorisma gave a grunt of satisfaction as the ranger collapse to the ground in response to Deveran knifing him. She picked up her shield from the ground, dusting it off lightly and glanced around. She then realized the other ranger's body wasn't here. The whelp must have escaped. Well there was no hope of catching him now, she didn't even know what direction he'd gone. Doubtless he would tell more humans about them and make their life more difficult. No matter, they were going to kill as many humans as possible, one way or the other. Still would've been nice to kill them both. Dorisma decided to let somebody with smaller fingers and sharper eyes check the dead body. The burning cart was long gone, pulled by the terrified horse far off into the distance. [b]"Need rest?"[/b] Dorisma asked, clearly intending to keep moving if no one spoke up. After all the battle had been rather swift, little more than a shot of adrenaline for her. Getting shot in the chest when you were already small and frail however, might merit a short break.