Tevyn's response to Allister was a wordless, two-fingered salute. His reptilian friend attempted to mimic it, by raising a clawed finger on the same hand that his owner had used. The display got a little smirk of amusement out of him, and once the tarrasque settled down again, he continued his wait for the bar to be freed up. Breakfast was going to be interrupted, however, as the sounds of screaming and dark creatures outside filled the air. Allister's following warning, as well as the roar of his companion, made it clear to Tevyn that this morning was not going to go his way.<br/><br/>For a few moments, he just clasped his hands and held them against his forehead, eyes closed in annoyance. "Dammit," He grumbled, standing up. "Okay, boy. Time to go." The tarrasque stood and walked forward, hopping onto Tevyn's back. He wrapped his limbs and tail around Tevyn's midsection, holding on tight as he strolled away from his seat and over the counter, into the kitchen. On the way through, he nabbed a single-serving bottle of wine, then pushed open the back door meant for deliveries. Once outside, he was met with the sight of a shadow.<br/><br/>No time was wasted in drawing his gun. His hand emitted a purple glow, and in the weapon's empty ammunition chamber, projectiles made of mana formed. Tevyn spun the weapon as the magic filled it, then took aim one-handed and pulled the trigger. The first shot hit the shadow's throat. The second, its chest. The creature fell down, squirming on the floor. As he walked past it, Tevyn put one last shot in the thing's forehead.<br/><br/>After sliding the bottle into his gun's holster, he reached behind him. "Sword," He ordered. The tarrasque on his back grabbed one of his falchions by the handguard, put the hilt into Tevyn's open palm, and returned to clinging to him once his master had a good grip. Another shadow turning the corner was met with a blade to the face, then a bullet to the chest. Tevyn wasn't planning to stick around and slay monsters all day, but any he bumped into on his attempt to escape the town were going to be dealt with. It didn't apply to him that he hadn't actually killed the two shadows he ran into; both were back on their feet, and continued their search. Both were acting quite inebriated due to the holes in their faces, but they were resilient.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>With a quiet laugh, Maya nodded. "At least." She nudged Moira's sides with her hooves, riding alongside Onnu on the approach. She tugged on her mount's reigns to stop her when the centaur stopped, and gave a frown of her own at Ahnva's answer to the question. Her ears drooped when she did it, showing obvious signs of disapproval at her willingness to just take off.<br/><br/>However, she did raise a point. If they weren't actively attacking people, then maybe evacuation wasn't such a bad idea. Maya wasn't planning on going anywhere, but if the shadows were just looking for something, it might have meant they could get civilians away without them being at risk of direct assault. As she pondered the possibility, one of the shadows approached.<br/><br/>She instinctively drew an arrow and readied it, taking aim at the shadow's head. After Ahnva stabbed the beast, Maya let loose the projectile into the beast's temple. It pierced the thing's head clean through, but whether or not it actually killed it was not immediately clear. Maya readied another arrow just in case, holding it against her bow's string as her eyes and ears scanned the streets. If any more shadows came their way, she'd be ready.