Randi could hear the creatures disintegrating, and sounding out screeches. She was dropped to the ground and grew dazed as her body collided with the ground. She laid there struggling to get her bearings and her breath as the battle ensued on. Thought Randi's vision was skewed she could make out a dark cloaked figure cascading through his enemy with ease. Shots ringing out in the night air. Just as quickly as this night shrouded hero had appeared, his weapon transformed and he was slashing away at the onslaught of dark creatures. The cloaked figured wielded a large futuristic scythe that he swung with ease.<br/><br/>As the figure had just about wrapped this little war up, Randi could here i'm dragging his scythe across the pavement. Sparking all the while. Randi tried to get herself together enough to get up and run, this person was obviously a skilled assassin. She could hear him talking to himself. Perhaps he was crazy. He would have to be to fight these creatures. But to no avail she remained on the ground. He hovered over her as she lay there still slightly dazed. Randi tried to focus her eyes but it was too dark and the cloak he wore provided protection of his identity.<br/><br/>Randi's curiosity peaked when extended his hand to her and explain that it wasn't safe. This information was no surprise, she had clearly learned that it was not safe here. Nevertheless, He continued his introduction by telling her to come with him. Her? Go with a stranger? A stranger who could be a homicidal maniac. Thought, she must admit he did just save her life and as was previously discovered it was better than being alone on these streets. The man removed his cloak to reveal himself as he told his name. He gave a reassuring smile and she felt a little better about trusting him. Randi, still somewhat hesitant, slowly accepted his gesture. She grabbed her things and followed him.<br/><br/>"Randi, " She began. "Randi Mayfield. I'm new here. Are you going to explain what is going on." She stumbled still somewhat dazed. Her head had obtain a nice little gash during the collision with the ground. And blood was streamed down her face. Other than that she had minor scrapes and bruises that would heal easily. She asked as she followed him to his residence. She still had her thing in tow. She was convinced this was a result of no sleep and she was hallucinating. That, or her food or drink was spiked on the flight. She had figured out which yet. Though now that she could see Lucian's face, she felt a little more at ease about the situation.