Andy heard a familiar voice from behind the creature as it smashed it's way through the alley towards him. If Ipthar was there, so would Thar be. He ran forward even faster, getting practically into melee range of those dreadful sythes, and thankful that they were currently engaged in ripping apart buildings rather than him, and that the restricted space stopped it from using it's other two weapons effectively.<br/><br/>That would change in a few seconds as it burst out onto the street he was on. He'd be devoid of cover, dead meat, probably filleted too, unless the Oni's gourd worked.