Drifter could smell something on the air, a human, at least thought it was a human. Something seemed odd about it, but he didn't have time to investigate. More were coming, a woman on a horse seemed to be out front of the group though. Kneeling down he focused on her so he could get a closer look. Sighing though he slinked back and away. He started moving much quicker heading towards the center of town, though jumping from roof to roof. He took an odd root, moving skirting around the edges as he moved down lower as well. This way he would lose any one fallowing him. He let more of the demon leak out however, soon coming across a ravager. It looked up at him, stared a him as Drifter stood there staring back. From the low level demons like this there was a 'be and let be' they saw him as a greater demon, at least greater then them, as long as he left them alone they tended to leave him be as well. Which at this moment was the wisest choice. He looked towards the tower as the two parted ways. It didn't take long for him to arrive at the edge of it, standing on a roof top looking at the small gathering, cursing some as he looked at the juggernaut. It was good he didn't kill that demon, as soon as he did the demon horde would rush towards him. If a human kills a demon, it was just a human and demon doing what they do. If he did, he was encroaching on another demons claims, challenging the alpha. As he stood on the edge of the building he looked at the small horde and the juggernaut. The Juggernaut looked right back at him, soon it started to thrash about, slamming it's 'sword' on the ground. It was daring him to come forth, asserting it's authority over this husk of a town as it's dominion. Usually he would use this to his advantage, challenge the strongest to for leader ship and the rest would leave them to fight. Then he could turn on the rest of them and slaughter them with the best out of the way, but now, the fight would take to long. The others would be here before it was done and by that time he would look much less human when they arrived. Something he didn't care to have to explain. Turning his back he moved away, further from the town center as he kept skirting around around the edges. He kept to shadows now, and soon was hiding his presence, pushing his energy down as he stayed inside of a room. Moving he sat down in a chair 'shadowmane' he called out to his horse 'move closer, stay on the outskirts of the town' soon he closed his eyes as he could sense and smell the magic moving closer. Even that strange presence was close by as he rested for a moment. He would wait till nightfall before moving out again, not wishing to make himself known just yet, as long as they didn't need him.