Adrian hear the rocks shifting, as well as seeing the woman jumping out of the way of those rocks, or he assumed she was. One of his fellow hunters prematurely threw his net, which would end up landing behind her, and while the other went to chastise him for his mistake, Adrian took off after the woman, the trees preventing him from getting a clean bead on the woman right now, he would have to wait until she hit another clearing. The other two were quick to catch up, more familiar in the woods than he was, both being natural born hunters of wildlife, that naturally swapped to hunting vampires after their own unpleasant encounters with the beings. They would have rather killed than captured, hence why neither of them carried ranged means of dispatching the vampire, but maintained hand to hand weapons that bore the means of defeating the creatures. What the three hunters didn't know, and the airship couldn't tell them, was of the other vampires that also wanted the same target as the human hunters did, albeit for far different reasons.

The three split up a bit, the two net wielders sprinting ahead of the rifle wielding Adrian to flank and try and slow down the vampire, if nothing else. The left flanker was, unknown to the others on the ground, beset by the tracking vampires and dead before he would have known what was going on. The other net wielder was native to this woodland, before the rise of steam, and vampires along with it, forced him to leave in fear for his life, and now he was back to reclaim it. So he knew as many shortcuts and the way to move in these woods, aiming ahead to try and get a net in front of the vampire woman, at worse to slow her down enough for Adrian to get a shot at the woman. Adrian, to his credit, aimed one of the non lethal bolts at the legs of the fleeing vampire, taking a shot and reloading on the run, also trying to slow her enough to allow the other, now deceased, net wielder to intercede as well. It was a drilled routine for them, this sort of prong approach had worked in eliminating other vampires, but was fairly untested in simply trying to capture them. Adrian and the other did not know that their third man was dead, or how much danger they could very well be in, though Adrian had that gut instinct that he had developed as a soldier, that told him when to duck, what battles would naturally not end well, and how to get through them alive, which was always a cause for concern when it came up hunting vampires. But he had a job, so he kept that thought in mind while he continued after the Vampire woman, taking the occasional potshot to try and slow her and corral her towards the net wielder.