Adeline heeded Ayl's words and proceeded to run in Sam's direction. She quickly grabbed her wrist and tried to find her way to the hideout. The woman wasn't entirely sure which direction the other hideout was, but thankfully her demon managed to remember the way and read the directions backwards... quite literally. It was a quirk that she had to get used to, and a very weird one at that, but understanding it made it easier to travel from place to place. In such an hectic moment, most people would have trouble interpreting words spoken backwards, but only having to deal with the cardinal directions in reverse wasn't too hard of a challenge. It still did not stop it from being incredibly awkward though. Sometimes she wonders if her violent, rude, and severely annoying demon truly has the mind of a child.<br/><br/>Levin was now pinned to the ground. The moment the air returned to his lungs he began laughing again, like it was automatic. The blood from his wrist quickly poured down, forming a very small puddle under the position his hand rested. His eyes widened as he looked up at Ayl, the red of his iris matching the color of the blood that poured out of his hand.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">You'll not get a chance to cross me again!</span>resounded the angered voice within Levin.<br/><br/>The psychopath let out one last drawn out laugh, before the blood that pooled under his wrist began to shoot upward, forming hardened spikes intended to strike Ayl. The man nimbly dodged the attack, but Levin's purpose was just to get his foot off of him. He quickly scurried and grabbed his fallen knife, springing to his feet the moment it was gripped in his hand.<br/><br/>"You devil, you leave Sam out of this!" he screamed.<br/><br/>He charged at Ayl, swiping the blade at him; the blood residing on the knife trailing the swipe as if the weapon sliced through a layer of water. The red liquid attempted to latch itself onto Ayl as it flew through the air.