Natasha, surprized, watched the man drag the girl away. "Jerk!" she hollered. "I can't believe he just ran over here and assumed we were murdering the girl." She walked over to Devon's limp body. She hissed to herself and threw a rock at the direction the man ran. "WHY DID YOU TRY TO HURT US? WE DIDN'T TRY TO HURT YOU!" she started to rant and scream at the man angrily until she shot up into the sky in a fit of rage.

Sonja stared in disbelief. Her one chance to escape had attacked Devon and took the girl, and unfortunately left her here. [i] Quite ironic, actually...[/i] she thought as she hopelessly fell to her knees in shock.