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"You mean that you are running from someone or expect someone to attack?"

Maria continues walking forward, but she checks back on Prince every so often. The Sprigatito stays asleep, cozy enough on the Umbreon's back.

"We are certainly not running from anyone, and I do not necessarily expect us to be attacked. However, there are those foolish enough to think they can ambush us in the dark.

Maria's eyes glow again, a faint feeling of terror filling the mind of anyone watching from a distance.