"I... I...." [i]The woman growled, the sound strange in her throat. She grit her teeth in frustration, however she stopped backing up.[/i] "Paranoia gets the best of me every so often, okay?" [i]She says defensively, before suddenly dashing right. Her cloak and suit began rapidly changing color until they matched the environment perfectly, and her feet glided across the ground soundlessly, however slight rustling was heard from the undergrowth and shrubbery where the woman sped through. Soon she was about 15 yards to Vorim's left, heading straight towards Dojoville.[/i]