Drake did not shake Murdoc's hand. The man could not be trusted, he was sure of it. "Well, it looks like you showed up. I'm sure your other business can wait." He was interrupted by the dark one drawing near.  Murdoc saw it and a scowl appeared on his face.  Then he started to transform, ending up as a demon staring at him, inches from his face. "What?" Drake asked.  He took a step back. And looked around "is this a set up?" People had started to run and scream. Drake drew his sword and prepared to fight.