The mass of spikes punctured Levin's chest. He made no motion to dodge it, either he didn't anticipate it or he really didn't care. Just like Gabriel's mental assumption, he did live. Though, he made no effort to take himself off the wall he was perched on. Instead, his arms shot out from their dilapidated state spanning themselves away from Levin, followed by another repetitive laugh. The blood scattered around the area near him began to drag itself over to Levin, re-entering his body through the various lacerations scattered throughout his being.<br/><br/>The gathered blood did not remain within him long, as the wound in his chest began to spray his tainted blood over the silencer's spikes. The crimson flow seeped into the earth, flowing through the very narrow tunnel made by Gabriel's mass. Soon, the blood shot out from the hole created by his hand, spraying itself over his arm. Levin didn't care if his abilities really effected the man, he simply enjoyed toying with him. He removed himself from the bloodied spikes, stepping backward somewhat in response to being stabbed through his chest. While the wound is grievous to most, his abilities required self injury, so his demon would naturally increase his tolerance to paper cuts such as this.<br/><br/>-------------------<br/><br/>It had been some time before Adeline realized she had been dozing off, and promptly took action to snap herself out of it. Everyone else seemed to have something pressing and important to do, while the blind seer could only sit and wait for Ayl. She felt like she wasn't contributing much, especially since she came out of nowhere and inserted herself into the lives of these hunters.<br/><br/>As if on they had read her idle thoughts, a few injured hunters came through the door. It did seem like she was needed once again, Tiresias noting the extent of their injuries. This training being "Tough Love" from Ayl seemed to be an understatement. She got up from her seat and motioned the others over to her table, opening up her makeshift clinic in the small corner of the hideout.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">You should wear a really skimpy nurse outfit so you'd be easier on the eyes!</span>Tiresias squawked.<br/><br/>She preferred to ignore the lizard's ramblings, as she could do nothing to meta-physically inflict harm upon him.