As Tre peeked round the corner he saw a towering and scraggy humanoid... thing, covered by black and red scales. "There!", it shouted, and shoot a lighting bolt towards the opposite direction, then turned around, shouted out "There!" another time and fired another lighting, this time against the ceiling. Tre noticed that the creature used way too much spiritual energy to cast such relatively weak lighting bolts; that's usually the trademark of spellcasters with either inherent or self-thought magic abilities, or have been taught by one of the former. "There!", it yelled again, now facing away from the door it presumably just smashed in and this time the ground had to endure a lighting bolt.<br/><br/>Tre raised an eyebrow, "What the hell was up with that creature?" It must have gone crazy to be here alone, and now was on a rampage. Tre had heard a voice earlier, maybe he can conduct a reasonable conversation with him or her. Soft-footed, Tre headed for the stairway, went in the second floor and searched for the other being in this building; at least one other must be here...