Vangelos reached down to pick up the staff, but just as he was about to do so he saw a flash of red out of the corner of his eye. Out of sheer fright he jumped to the other side of the hall away from the creature, his mouth opened to scream but no sound came out. Vangelos stared into the darkness and the darkness stared back at him through crimson red eyes.<br/>The staff was just a few inches away, but there was no telling what the creature would do if he made any movements towards it. Running away seemed like a good idea, but would he be able to escape? For the moment he just stared at it as a constant ticking sounch echoed through the halls. It seemed to be coming from the shadowy creature. Vangelos closed his mouth and tried to swallow, but his throat was dry. He had come too far to turn back now. The creature had yet to make any move to attack him so far now Vangelos didn't see it as too much of a threat.<br/>The half-elf slowly extended a hand towards the staff, being careful not to make any sudden moves.<br/>"Don't worry...I just came for the staff...that's all." Vangelos said softly in an almost child-like tone. His eyes never broke focus with the red eyes that glared back at him.