Zemina slowly followed the cats. Her gut was telling her that she shouldn't trust them, but that was just an effect of the flatline. Maybe she could control her body a little. Zemina fell back a little, it was becoming difficult to walk. She seemed to almost forgotten how. She placed each paw with great thought. As the flatline pulled against her body Zemina fought for her body's control.
Mau was racing through the halls, sending out guards to scout out the cats and trap them like helpless mice. She moved with great speed, sending out small bursts of flame near her paws. As Mau rounded a corner she spotted the two escaping felines, "You!" she yowled so fiercely it rivaled that of a puma's screech. Mau's eyes began to glow in rage and she shot a fire burst at them but it fell short only by a tail-length.