Shadows were everywhere, a horde of dark beings consuming the already dreary city, as Maya, Ahnva, Onnu, Isaic, and Allister all rode back into Gandara seeking to give aid wherever possible. The damned creatures kept leaping in front of them and the group mowed through them together. Ahnva and Onnu cut down a side street that seemed like it offered a little bit more safety. Allister charged through crowds of the dreadful things, Lurik as fearsome as the dragons of old.<br/>As they trudged through one of the small groups, one of the shadows jumped on top of Lurik and began grappling with Allister. It managed to bite him on his neck before he brought his pistol under what would have been it’s chin and shot it clean through. The creature collapsed to the gravel road, but Allister had no ability to celebrate as his neck bled, a chunk of flesh missing. All he could do was wrap it with a spare rag he had and hope he could get help soon.<br/>Once he had the makeshift bandage on somewhat securely he had Lurik begin ascending a building to try and cut directly to the middle of the horde. The reptile’s massive claws penetrated the walls of the building as he climbed. They reached the top without incident and found the roofs to be set ablaze, all of them, with flame as black as night. Allister directed Lurik to leap back down onto the road, if they were going to get there it was going to have to be through a different means.<br/>He began scouting the area and noticed something. About 70 feet up the road he saw a gap between 2 houses big enough for Lurik to leap right through. They charged down the road, clearing shadows as they went, reaching the gap in seconds. Lurik bounded through, leaping over fences, and landing in a crowd of shadows and crushing them beneath his weight. The elven man stood before them slicing away at his foes. Allister reached out a hand.<br/><br/>“Hey friend, need a hand?”