Ephantus briefly entertained the idea that he had stumbled upon a band of crazed psychopaths in his little walkabout. Because they certainly seemed to have no problem with slaughtering the local law enforcement without any provocation.<br/><br/>As it was EPhantus had managed to avoid the fate of the other guards by sheer luck, a misplaced shot by the ranger.<br/><br/>He was also now one of the only "guards" left standing.<br/><br/>Ephantus briefly considered jumping into another body...or just leaving this madhouse altogether. But now he was curious. There was something familiar about that bandaged figure that the guards were pursuing. And he would rather be controlling a body that was armed and had training, since apparently the local rangers enjoyed murdering people.<br/><br/>He decided to be direct about this. Another guard was rushing down the street towards the bandaged person. As he passed Ephantus lashed out with his weapon caught the man in the side of the head, dropping him unconscious.<br/><br/>"Pardon me." he said as he approached the target of the guards ire. "You look terribly familair what is your name?"