If she thought that keeping low as a human was bad, she was wrong. This was much worse, Cemetery Wind had no trouble tracking her down and flushing her out. Unable to fly, or could she fly? She didn't know, she was going under the guise that she couldn't and would keep running for her life. After leading them on and off a wild goose chase the sirens grew fainter in the distance as they slowly began to give up. Already it was so late and Sophia panted heavily as she watched the evil cars parade up and down looking for her. Her whole frame shook, running a servo over her head as slowly, one by one, they disappeared into the night.