Tris was definately glad for the tinting on his goggles now, covering his eyes with one arm during the blaze of light. He took his arm down as the light became more bearable, and found himself looking at a being congealing before him. He swore to himself, having literally cornered himself as the creature seemed to notice him and take a step towards him. His gun, still in his paw, pointed to the rune encrusted beast, "Who are you?"