They ran away like Dracula fleeing from the cross. They barely had time to escape by the time Zillia finished her roar of anger and outrage at not being the center of attention for more than five minutes.
Kyrie grinned from ear to ear. It was so fun to move away so quickly and with such a large crowd around them. It was like in those movies where a crowd of birds fly all at once. It was fun too, especially how quickly the thugs could move away from the proverbial snake nest.
Would the police officer even remember them at all? Or does this group of outlaws have their talons on the police? Either way, it was an exciting little sprint.
'It is surprising how fast people can run when prompted by something.' The desire to avoid getting caught by the cops. It was fun in an ironically twisted sense; his first crime in human society wasn't killing, abandoning his humanity, or anything like that.
