As he soon as he sees that Lunara is clear, Ethan moves out of the door, unwilling to stop bullets with his own body. The granite blocks that make up the entrance of the building will do that for him. He hears shouts as his own gunmen take up  position, stopping the firing of the other men. Red wells up in his vision. Challenging him on the heart of his turf. Already trying to take someone he considers interesting. The staff that is slowly reemerging quickly leave the room. They know that look in their lords eyes. It's a look of promised blood spillage. He storms off to his office, sealing himself away until it passes.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">The merchant and his wife bring Lunara into the farthest room of there house, and even then they bring her to the floor with them. They can hear the shouting and gunfire coming from the plaza. They wait a few minutes, knowing that Ethan's men are rounding up the stragglers. The wife looks over Lunara. "Senorita, will you alright?" She already spots a bruise forming her neck.</span>