Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

<passage>:
Ravdin shook his head. "We are not sick." "There is no mystery," Ravdin said softly. "We stayed behind Ravdin met him eye for eye. "I can't say." is senseless, exhausting to both of us. We want to make peace A bell chimed softly in his ear. Ravdin forced his attention Ravdin and Dana stood there, trancelike, staring transfixed driven by ancient fears across the eons of space, seeking only peace, even peace with those who drove them. "Lord Nehmon!" Ravdin and Dana. His voice was a raging storm of bitterness Well, you failed, do you hear? I didn't hear it, I didn't listen, I didn't ! I'll hunt you down as my fathers hunted you down, I'll bring my people their vengeance and glory, and your foul music will be dead!" He turned to the guards, wildly, his hands still trembling. "Take them out! Whip them, burn them, do anything! But find out where their people have gone. Find out! Music! We'll take the music out of them, once and for all." in the twinkling of an eye." "And it couldn't have been anyone else?" "Could anyone else build ships like the Hunters?" The inquisition had been horrible. Their minds had had no Nehmon sighed wearily. "No one that we know." He glanced up at the young man. "Sit down, son, sit down. I—I'll concept of such horror, such relentless, racking pain. The The scout looked up at Nehmon in desperation. "But what in his face for the first time in centuries. "We can do once again what we always have done before when the Hunters came," he said sadly. "We can run away." quiet. Not a breath of air stirred in the city. Ravdin stared out have before. After we have worked so hard, accomplished so much here, we must burn the city and flee again." His voice trailed off to silence. He stared at Nehmon, seeking in the old Blinking dully, the woman crept into the cave after him. Three thoughts alone filled their empty minds. Not thoughts of Nehmon and his people man's face some answer, some reassurance. But he found no the roar of the animal. possible. "Think of the beauty and peace we've found here." "I know. How well I know." "Yet now the Hunters come again, and again we must run away." Ravdin stared at the old man, his eyes suddenly bright. "Nehmon, when I saw those ships I began thinking." "I've spent many years thinking, my son." "Not what I've been thinking." Ravdin sat down, clasping his hands in excitement. "The Hunters come and we run away, Nehmon. Think about that for a moment. We run, and we run, and we run. From what? We run from the Hunters. They're hunting us , these Hunters. They've never quite found us, because we've always already run. We're clever, we're fortunate, and we have a way of life that they do not, so whenever they Ravdin's eyes were bright. "Yes, we flee, we cringe, we hide Nehmon's eyes widened. "Because we have no choice," he "But we could fight." "Animals fight. We do not. We fought once, like animals, and now we must run from the Hunters who continue to fight like animals. So be it. Let the Hunters fight." Ravdin shook his head. "Do you mean that the Hunters are they are animals. All right. We kill animals for our food, isn't that true? We kill the tiger-beasts in the Jungle to protect ourselves, why not kill the Hunters to protect ourselves?" Nehmon sighed, and reached out a hand to the young man. "I'm sorry," he said gently. "It seems logical, but it's false logic. The Hunters are men just like you and me. Their lives Hunters, too. If we fight, we are dead even if we live. That's why we must run away now, and always. Because we know that we must not kill men." "The concert's over!" Ravdin walked to the window, feeling Ravdin turned away from his bride. "Tell her," he said to the old man. Dana looked at them, her gray eyes widening in horror. "The Hunters! They've found us?" Ravdin nodded wordlessly. Ravdin nodded. "That's the trouble. They come closer every we have?" Nehmon's voice broke in, almost harshly, as he faced the excited pair. "The Hunters don't have concerts," he said grimly. "You're deluding yourself, Dana. They laugh at our music, they scoff at our arts and twist them into obscene mockeries. They have no concept of beauty in their language. The Hunters are incapable of change." "But she's right all the same," Ravdin said softly. "You're To run away. In the darkness of secrecy, to be gone, without a trace, without symbol or vestige of their presence, leaving only the scorched circle of land for the jungle to reclaim, In the rounded room of his house, Lord Nehmon dispatched to run, Nehmon knew, if they were to survive. And with a blaze of anger in his heart, he almost hated the two young people waiting here with him for the last ship to be Nehmon turned to Ravdin and Dana, his face lined and tired. "You'll have to go soon," he said. "The city will be burned, of course, as always. You'll be left with food, and with weapons against the jungle. The Hunters will know that we've been Dana shook her head. "We'll tell them nothing, unless it's Nehmon's face went white. "You know there is no coming the last sweet, eerie tones of the concert were rising in the gathering twilight. Soon the last families would have taken their refuge in the ships, waiting for Nehmon to trigger the fire bombs to ignite the beautiful city after the ships started on their voyage. The concerts were over Ravdin felt the desolation in the people's minds, saw the people against the Hunters, so many thousand years before. They had risen together, a common people, their home a single arts, despising the bitterness and barrenness of hatred and killing—and the Hunters, under an iron heel of militarism, of government for the perpetuation of government, split farther and farther from them. It was an ever-widening split as the Hunters sneered and ridiculed, and then grew to hate Ravdin's people for all the things the Hunters were losing: peace, love, wrath of the Hunters' vengeance. His people had learned much in those long years. They had conquered disease. They had grown in strength as they dwindled in numbers. But now the ghastly grave. Nehmon's voice broke the silence. "If you must stay behind, then go now. The city will burn an hour after the They were squat, misshapen vessels, circling down like vultures, hissing, screeching, landing with a grinding crash in the tall thicket near the place where the city had stood. Ravdin's signal had guided them in, and the Hunters had seen them, standing on a hilltop above the demolished amphitheater. Men had come out of the ships, large men with cold faces and dull eyes, weapons strapped to their trim uniforms. The Hunters at ready. Ravdin and Dana were seized and led to the As they approached it, their hearts sank and they clasped hands to bolster their failing hope. The leader of the Hunters looked up from his desk as they pale and seemed to cringe from the pale interrogation light. "Chickens!" the Hunter snorted. "We have been hunting down Ravdin glanced briefly at Dana's white face. His voice

<question>:
Nehmon wants to flee, but Ravdin and Dana argue with him. What is Dana's argument?

<options>:
A She believes the Hunters may have changed and that peace is possible.
B She wants to fight the Hunters and kill them.
C She wants to surrender to the Hunters.
D She wants to burn the Hunters' space ship.

<answer>:

A