[u]Maxamillion "hulk" Lovecannon.[/u] Maxamillion nodded flatly. His eyes trained hungrily on the ground. Things were melding around on the floor and becoming masses of hatred, and hunger. "Definitely more..." He looked back to his partner, raising a brow only slightly at the odd match he saw. A beastly and cruel looking weapon with a boy who seemed a bit too upstanding. "Well I-" He was about to offer his sad excuse for a battle plan, when a terrible cry sang out multiple times. A rifle screaming bullets, demons yelping death. "...We should go." He demanded it more than offered, the odd and huge mass of vile stink was intruding from the forest, coming dangerously close to the building. "Up." Was all he offered as he began walking. Jogging actually, jogging to to the nearest roof exit. He didn't know jack about the sniper or his location, he just decided that he couldn't punch that thing, and he was pretty damn useless unless he could do that. Tearing a door open with some uncontrolled frustration he began marching upwards. "Don't fall behind." He issued with clenched teeth. Uselessness was a terrible feeling, and he wanted to change that. A gurgle of black mess and he found lowly things racing downwards. "Change of plans!" He yelled back, throwing out his hands and catching the oncoming force, sliding down with a thud onto the floor. "Son of a bitch..." He snarled, flipping the oily mess of evil onto the bottom position and using his soul weapon the burn the things "face" with his glove. He didn't really know where to go from there, the balconies were filling and allowing many little enemies to enter their location. Shutting off any energy being put to burn the thing he looked to his...ally. "Don't die, I guess." He then turned to go on his merry way. A spree of earth shattering punches to try and clear a way for him and his new pal. The ooze from the forest clinging and edging up the building. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [u] Sel'ar M. Eindz.[/u] Sel watched with some level of confusion, fear and adoration, as the younger boy took care of her problems, then summoned some large beast. "W-wait." It was too late, she had been flung off her chair and onto the beasts back. Finding the edge of the saddle to cling to she grabbed to not fall and be even more useless. "This is a bit high!" She kept herself held tight to the thing, her knuckles already going snow white from the strain. When the thing actually started to move she could definitely feel some tears forming in her eyes. Awful sounds filling her ears as demons behind her were obliterated, and her partner began to pray. Feeling a bit squeamish from the words herself she didn't think to look back for a couple milliseconds. "M-My chair!" She cried out in a panic. Without it she would totally worthless. "P-please!" She was nearly begging. She had lost her legs once, losing her wheels felt like an insult. "W-where are we going?"Her mind was reeling, not really knowing what to panic more about. Where they heading to safe place/ Was that place high? Where they ever going back to her chair? Would she be able to even find it after this blew over? Would this blow over? Tears were definitely in her eyes right now.