[b]Charlotte Dyer[/b]

There wasn't much to say, really. Charlotte simply watched, carefully, as 'Anne' drank from the man, to ensure she did not take so much as to kill him. Certainly, she doubted it would get that far, but she remained vigilant. The other thugs, well, they wouldn't be waking up any time soon. The cops would have a nice full set of cells after this, that was for sure. She wondered just how many crimes each of these morons had committed. They certainly looked like the hardened criminal type. Well, and the hard-headed as dense as a brick type, that too.

The tiny witch folded her arms and leaned on the wall. She'd send a notice to the police once 'Anne' finished her drink.

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[b]The Once and Future King[/b]

A... armed cyborg with a gun? That seemed familiar to King, but there were more important matters at hand. The more immediate threat was the demon-possessed girl. However, before any real response could be delivered, one of her fellow IFJ members crashed into the girl with her motorcycle. King took a step back, raising Excalibur. A surprise attack was valuable, and perhaps disabled the attacker would be more willing to surrender. However, that did not seem to be the case. Instead, she seemed to conjure some sort of tendril of darkness! King, however, was not distressed.

There was a trail of light as she raised Excalibur and sliced completely through the tentacle as it went for her in the blink of an eye! It would take far more to be a threat to Arthur Pendragon. King planted one foot firmly forward, asphalt cracking under the impact and air swirling around Excalibur's shimmering blade. It seemed that her words had fallen on deaf ears, and now there was no other option.

"You have left me with no choice," she said, simply, before bursting forward. Her blade's current ethereal state meant that, while it could harm and render a foe unconscious easily, it would not kill like its fully-summoned incarnation.