Grace was back on her patrol when the attack started, so she was one of the first to show up. [i]Night lurkers...[/i] she thought, drawing her sword. "Don't forget to collect the fluid." Logic's voice said from behind her, "We're running low, and it costs an arm and a leg. Probably the ones attached to the person collecting it." Looking at the length of steel in her hand, she dropped the sword, knowing that it would do her no good against the armored hide, and it wasn't fast enough for her to use it to full effect. Instead she drew her secondary weapon, a long curved dagger, and charged at the nearest one. Jumping onto it's back, she stabbed viciously at the thin space between the armor plates, slicing into the flesh of the beast. With a shrieking chitter, it threw her against a wall and turned on her, only to get the blade in it's jaw instead. Grace flicked some of the body fluid off her knife as she turned to the next target.

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Alteral heard the yelling and crashing outside and immediately stood from his seat, throwing a couple gold coins, far more than he owed, onto the table and running out the door. He had barely taken two steps before being slammed into by one of the beasts, flying a good ten feet and landing in a heap. As he stood, his cloak and mask slipped off his head, revealing his bared fangs and ashen skin. "I beseech you, my lord, grant me the strength I lack." He intoned, tendrils of light wrapping around his hands. Even through the cloth, he could feel the sun magic burning his skin, and he raised his hands quickly. Two bolts of light shot from his hands and impaled the Night Crawler as it scuttled towards him. Another rounded the corner behind him, and he jumped onto it's underside. Sinking his fangs into the beast, he drank deeply before jumping backwards. "Your blood turns my stomach, but I need the strength right now." He said, already feeling his burns healing. "Come on then."