Airyn was pulled from her torrent of thoughts when the gasps and exclamations of surprise erupted from the crowd, her already taught nerves causing her to jump. The disturbance seemed to be coming from the well. The sheikah's eyes widened as what appeared to be blood started seeping over the well's rim. What in Din's name…..?! The image of the goron, Demigoro, and the strange "darkness" that had left his body and killed him flashed through her mind. Surely, this was somehow connected, although the details were far from clear. Captain Keeta addressed Marshy, giving the mercenaries their orders.
Airyn snapped into action, spreading out from the others closer to the well.
"Clear out, everyone! Let's move!" Some people still stood numbly, their eyes glued to the bubbling crimson well, one man seemed to be shouting at Teruk, voicing what was surely the opinion of many present: that this was the Inquisitor's fault, while others walked away, and a few ran, their eyes wide in terror. One such young woman knocked over a small child in her wake, causing Airyn to rush to help him up before someone could step on him. The boy, hardly more than 6, looked up at her, seemingly more afraid of her than the unnatural scene that was unfolding. The child's mother called out his name, and snatched him from the sheikah's grasp, her brown eyes smoldering. "He is right." she said, referring to the man giving Teruk trouble with her voice dripping with her hate, "This is all your fault." She turned and moved quickly away with her precious boy in her arms before the sheikah could say a word. While the woman had been accusing the Inquisitors and mercenaries alike, Airyn felt personally guilty for what had happened. First, with releasing whatever had been plaguing the goron, and now, in standing by in an innocent mother's execution. "I'm so sorry." she whispered, wishing the people of Kakariko could know how sincerely she meant it.
Most of the people had been cleared on her side, thanks also to Rose, who seemed in no mood to be trifled with. Airyn glanced around at her other comrades. All, except for Marshy, who had left to retrieve the other Inquisitors, seemed to be similarly affected by the execution. She wondered what everyone else would do. That brought the sheikah's mind to her own decision as she continued clearing the last of the crowd: to take up King's offer and join the Resistance as a double agent. She reconsidered it in her mind, wanting to make sure she wasn't making a mistake. It was true that the current situation was the Inquisitor's fault, but the Resistance leaders hadn't stepped up either, not even to save an innocent life. The Inquisitor's ways were efficient, albeit harsh. Despite this fact, however, the moral injustice was more than the sheikah could bear. She couldn't be sure she would find people fighting for the humane amongst the Resistance either, if King were to be any kind of example. There was Shigai perhaps, but that made only one, if that.
Airyn felt like screaming with the confusion that overwhelmed her mind. There would be no answers unless she explored both sides for herself. That was why she needed to take King's offer: she needed to know who truly was fighting for what was right, not for how they selfishly thought things should be done and squabbling with their fellow Hyrulians over it. The sheikah wondered what her deceased lover would think of her joining the very movement that killed him and his comrades, but….surely Drystan would support her in her quest for truth.