"I could toss you back outside and let the shadows tear you to shreds," He retorted, the lights abruptly going out as his own eyes turned purple with what looking like crackling electricity in them, "No offense Queenie, but just a iota of appreciation would do you some good right now as I could easily have left your ass to fend for yourself."<br/><br/>Cutting the rising argument off before it really got started, his phone started ringing as a loud band rang out. The door bulged inward as something big slammed into it. He took her hand, the same one she'd slammed him with, and ran for the stairs in the back. Answering his phone as they reached the second floor, he got into a heated conversation with whoever was on the other end of the line. It didn't sound like a happy talk in the least.<br/><br/>"Yeah..... No, I'm at the Dorm....... What do you think, Sir Punchalot...... I got freaking sidetracked...... Had to save someone......." He was saying before quickly describing her to the other person, "Don't even go there because I ain't asking her that..... She's got the potential..... Haven't had time to...... DO I SOUND LIKE I'M FUCKING JOKING?!"<br/><br/>He hung up on the other person as they ended up on the roof. He blocked the door the best he could after releasing her hand. He breathed a sigh of relief before something made him turn. It was a shadow, a large one that was stronger than the ones from before. He drew his scythe and attacked it in an attempt to protect her from it. It only swatted him away, slamming him the wall next to the door as something that looked like a handgun with the letters "SEES" engraved on the slide skidded to a stop at Randi's feet.<br/><br/>"Randi..... Run..... Hurry......" He said, gasping as the wind had been knocked out of him, as he slid down the wall to land in a heap on the floor, his dropped scythe out of reach next to the large shadow, "Get..... Away..... From..... Here....."