A few kobolds were rambling around, staying out of the wet weather.  They didn't care for it, obviously.  When Liz burst in, a few of them would walk up to her and gesture back out into the storm.  They knew why she was there, and vaguely knew where Brian was.  Even though they disliked the water, they'd go help her.  She treated them better than some of the others in the Night Parade.<br/><br/>Cayn's movements through the Night Parade were swift and efficient.  The warriors amongst the Night Parade were enhanced by Cayn's quick magic, the rest protected by the same spells.  Cayn was the one that most people didn't know about, and his magic was second only to Xyveris' within the place.  His eyes cast out past the edge of the grounds, taking in the sight of the hunters as they approached.  There were dozens of them.<br/><br/>"Fuck," Cayn said.  "I'm going to actually have to assist this time."  His gaze cast around to see who was nearby, seeing no one, Cayn's hand made a slight flicking notion.  A sword wreathed in black flames sprung into it, summoned from the extra planar space he kept it.  "Come hunters," Cayn spoke in a sinister voice.  "I wish to indulge in my bloodlust."