Ogun let the Tailed One's shock recede like the tide, it did not matter how he knew. Though as she began to pose another question he attention wandered as it was want to do. What caught it though was the strange song and dance that had spontaneously formed among the drunken patrons of the bar. Mesmerized by the display, Parin and Mirri were like statues, watching wordlessly as Ogun in his own confusion tried to make sense of their situation. This brand of magic had no effect on an inorganic being such as he and though he didn't know it, he knew that something was happening to those around him. Immediately, he started looking around trying to locate the source but in the chaotic mess of the crowd, he could not find the spellcaster. It was only when the din died down that he could start to actually have a chance to locate the source and eliminate it. Of course, this endeavor would be stopped by Parin exploding into a frenzy that made the giant wrench his head around to examine the girl.<br/><br/>The panicked girl jumped from her chair and started to tug weakly at his gauntlet, trying with all her might to force Ogun into motion. He panic was contagious though and in him it manifested in him prioritizing her protection over finding the source of the danger. The fey wrapped itself around Parin's arm like some kind of bandana before the girl scurried into the crowd, leaving no time for him to follow. She was fleet of foot and when she disappeared among the bodies, Ogun burst into motion of his own. Moving with a more fluid grace, he rose and moved forward toward the crowd. The drunken men, hardy and confused did not part before him. Unfortunately for them, their safety was not within his scope and as he reached the undulating ocean of bodies he started to part people manually. His massive gauntlets grabbed heads and shoulders and forcefully moved flesh out the way while he forced himself through the crowd, as if a boulder was moving by its own volition upstream. Some complained, others were too caught up in their own debauchery, some turned to do him harm and thought twice after looking up at the monster that had moved them.<br/><br/>The yelp of a drunken man, caused his head to dart and lock onto the source. He scanned between the bodies and saw the darting form of the Tailed One as she was thrown and crushed between the bigger bodies of the drunks. Something akin to anger flared within him before his pace doubled. Changing course, Ogun began to part people more violently, shoving multiple out of his way at a time, bruising skin and cracking bones along the way. In his wake were the groaning and unfortunate forms that had been unlucky enough to have been between him and Parin. As he grew closer and her tiny form grew cleared, his charge grew more zealous, literally grabbing people with his hands and making them catch a bit of air as he moved them aside. Through all this his footsteps were like small earthquakes and as he approached the foxgirl they grew louder and more frenzied. The last person between him and Parin was the most unfortunate of all as Ogun picked him up with ease and threw him aside like a sack of spuds, leaving the crumpled man unconscious.<br/><br/><i>"What is wrong Miss Parin? Do you know?"</i><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>