Siegfried watched the halfling head towards the inn after the dwarf with a sigh. He followed after them, only to hear a demon's shriek once he was close. "Damn!" He cursed under his breath as his eyes gleamed red. As he was about to turn to head for the unholy beast, he saw most of the group headed to fight it off. The halfling, he noticed had taken a ride on a half-orc's shoulder to throw her knives. Following behind them, he saw the dwarf and his companion. He looked towards the demon and sighed. "Too many fending off the monster already." He said to himself, following after the dwarf. He felt the burn of the curse mark on his shoulder and smiled. He knew the demon would be compelled to follow the feeling. He had just hoped the demon would choose to do so before the entire town was leveled. Somehow, while running for the mountain, he had passed the dwarf and elf. He arrived at the first cave to see the halfling meditating. "First one here? Let me guess, you hitched a ride. Nobody with legs as small as yours can run faster than me." He reached to tap her head, hoping she hadn't heard him in her meditative state, only for his hand to pass through her. "Displacement. Little trickster, aren't you? Useful." Looking around, he noticed a myriad of tracks, both of clawed feet and the footsteps of men. With a sniff, he barely recognized the scent of the half-Orc that had passed him. "Please tell me she's not alone." He sighed. He took one last look at the halfling before beginning to follow the tracks, making deep gashes in the trees he passed so others would be able to follow easily. After following the tracks for a while, he felt the curse mark begin burning again. "They're near." He said to himself, holding his sword up as he began running. He stood, half-hidden by one of the trees, seeing 2 arrows sticking from one of the men's necks. He felt the curse mark burning strong but ignored it to focus on the area, listening. Unable to find the scent of the half-Orc, he smirked and raised his sword. "She's good." He said to himself before rushing in, swinging his sword to cleave one of the demons' heads off.