Ayl stopped moving as Adeline fell to her knees, slowly turning to face her. He stayed silent, choosing to listen closely to her words and the environment. He thought he had heard something only moments before, but was unsure of it; given Adeline's reaction, though, he surmised his guess was right.<br/><br/>Before long, a man walked out from around the corner, bringing with him a butcher knife and a rather offsetting demeanor. Ayl's eyes narrowed at the man as he ranted, his initial impression not being a good one. He had to force himself not to pull Sam back as she walked towards the man known as Levin; he knew nothing good could come of it. "Sam!" he exclaimed suddenly, after the two had finished talking. "Step away from him," he continued, after catching her attention. He pulled one of the handles from his waist and slowly formed it into a blade, glaring at Levin the whole time. "Have you learned nothing about staying alive with demons, and more importantly Silencers around?" he scolded her, pointing the now-fully formed sword at Levin. "Don't think for a<span style="font-style: italic">second</span>that I don't know who you are. I already took one before.. Want me to go for the other, Ymir?"