The streets below soon became a scene of<i>chaos</i>as  mutants began to  spill across  the bridge colliding with the  fleeing townsfolk their screams permeating  the streets as blades raked across their backs and they began to spill across the square as if a flood. He had  not acted quickly enough, not that  he would have been able to, and the handful of fighters that remained did not seem enough to be able to abate them for long. As he peered over the group  which had already  engaged a few of mutants some of them dropping easily though still they had began to make their way through the town; further than he would have expected in such short amount of time. Though  it seemed that most of the damage  had been from those  pushing  and trampling in their confused attempt to escape leaving  a few unfortunate to meet with the mutants, or so it would seem.<br/><br/>He made to move, there was a flash of steel beneath the hem of his cloak which parted slightly, dull light dancing off the surface of the blade which had now been drawn appearing as if silver light, though something had sized him. Wanting noting more than to rush out into the square and join those there.  His gaze spotting a figure [Alys] moving up the street<i>towards </i>him or rather one of the mutants which had been chasing after another girl. Quickly, he began to move across the rooftop watching the girl leap into the air stabbing her daggers into the creature’s hack and quickly disposing of it, managing to rescue the girl, only to have herself battered against the wall by one of its companions. The creature; advancing on her now surly to finish her off as she had lain there motionless.<i>Had the blow already taken her?</i>Well  there would be time for questions later,  he moved along the slant of the roof, leaping the space between two buildings as he quickly  closed  the distance.<br/><br/>The creature lifting a long tentacle-like arm which had  been curled around the haft of an  axe ready to deliver the final blow. One, that never came. There was a gurgling sound followed by a soft<i>Thump</i>as the creature hit the ground, Gilliam crouched atop of him boots digging into the creatures sternum  as the  tip of the blade had been  driven through its skull his full weight driven behind the blow as he had only just leapt from the building’s edge  landing square upon the creature in the Knick of time.<i>Thankfully, he had something soft to land on. </i>Wrenching the blade free  he quickly  scanned the streets to make sure that there would be no  more  surprises..<i>Drip.</i>a trail of crimson still flowed from the tip of the  blade as the  creature twitched  slightly  beneath his feet as it gave one final convulsion before all signs of lift faded from the being as its blood began to fill the cracks within the cobble  turning the  shallow  puddles red.<br/><br/>Quickly he turned, facing Alys now as he rushed towards her checking to make sure that she was uninjured or even alive for that matter. He had really done it now;<i>Jumping</i>into things. He crouched at her side laying the blade down a moment. It seemed that she was still alive at least he did no see any signs that she had been cut.<br/><br/><b>“Hey, are you alright? You can’t stay here, we need to move.” </b>There was a sense of urgency to his voice, as he shook her shoulder attempting to rouse her. Sounds of footsteps drew his attention; as another mutant had  been making its way towards them.<br/><br/><i><b>Clink </b></i>the sound of metal resounding off of metal as a mutant  had  swung its blade  towards them he had turned just in time to block the edge of the blade with the flat  of his before delivering a kick towards the beings torso which sent it sprawling.<b>“You have two choice either you get up, or I get you up.”</b>His voice was a bit harsher now.<br/><br/>Had all other attempts been unsuccessful?  Fingers wove tightly into the fabric of her outfit as he lifted her by the back of her shirt, he would sling her over his shoulder as if a mere sack of potatoes,<b>“Sorry about this.”</b>He turned quickly towards the creature which had already began to recover from the initial  kick when it was met  with  another  - by the unconscious girl in his arms as he had swung her catching the creature on the side of the head as he  darted past it now rushing down the street in the direction that she had been heading looking for anywhere it might have been<i>safe</i>to place her or until she had regained consciousness.  Likely he would not be so lucky.