Faust roars out as the tentacled beast wraps his tendrils around, biting and clawing at the tentacles as they come near- however, it is only seconds before the tentacles have him, squeezing him.  He digs his claws deep into the tentacle around his throat, but slowly weakens as his air supply is cut off...<br/><br/>---------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Seraph frowned as he heard the acolyte roar in pain in the building below, as he dodged a lunge from Jenten.  Seraph smirked, lowering his head.<br/><br/>"Think you can win....?"  He brushed a short lock of white hair from his face.  "Take your time..."<br/><br/>Jenten yelled in anger, the sound coming out as a small blast of Sonar from the bat.  Seraph winced at the sound, and Jenten leaped again.  Seraph attempted to dodge, but was caught on the arm by Jenten's sharp claws...  but instead of blood, something different poured forth.  A silver liquid leaked out, singing Jenten's claws with a hiss.  His eyes wide in shock, he turned towards Seraph just in time to see the hilt of the cultist's sword, rushing at his face.  With a solid thud, Jenten was knocked unconcious.<br/><br/>Seraph grinned, moving towards Emiko's severed hand.  He lifted it up, shaking the weapon from its grasp, and moved towards Emiko herself, kneeling next to her.<br/><br/>"My distraction downstairs won't last much longer..." He whispered to her.  "Just know this...."  He lifted her severed hand towards her, as she began to tremble.  Sliding the fingers into his mouth, he pressed the hand down into his mouth with one finger, swallowing it down.<br/>He grins evily at her, his face inches from hers.  "By the time peace comes, the rest of you will follow that hand."<br/><br/>With this, Seraph leapt from the roof.  Emiko moaned in pain to look over the ledge... and saw nothing.  Seraph had dissapeared.  She leaned back and sighed, and then noticed something.  Six vials lay on the ground next to her.   Had Seraph dropped them?  Hesitantly, she takes them into her remaining hand, placing them in her side-pack.<br/><br/>Downstairs, Marice had recovered.  Grinning, she leapt on the back of the now half-blind bulldog, taking her punching daggers and slamming them into his back, just about where his kidneys should be.  She flipped her body around, kicking off of the beast's back as she yanked her weapons out of his flesh.  Flipping backwards mid-air, she landed on her feet, grinning as she watched a pool of blood pour from the bulldog.  The dog gave one final angry roar, throwing the human off of him, clutching at his stabbed eye, and fell to his knees, then to his face, dead.<br/><br/>--------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Sherra frowned.  "I dunno what's happenin, dear..." She rubbed Feldana's head, and kissed her bruise.  "Are you alright?"<br/><br/>Kitten frowned, whispering to Dreamer.  "Is it a good idea to continue towards our goal?  It may be just as dangerous as where we just left..."