It took but a moment for Kanz to come to his senses – shaking off the rather bone rattling affects of his impact with the pubs front door. He was thankful to see that he had somehow managed to break it open – although he couldn’t for the life of him understand how one of his short stature and limited body mass had managed to break so apparently sturdy a door… Not like the Red Cap – it was quite easy to understand how that had was managing to bash down the only other exit from the room, the large wrought iron head of its pike slamming into the door time and time again as timbers creaked and groaned in protest before finally splintering enough for the creature to practically fashion its own entrance within the wood of the door.<br/><br/>The Red Cap displayed something that could only be called a smile in the very broadest sense of the word – the sort of smile that even sharks would flinch at were they to be confronted by it. The evil little creature lowered the head of its pike towards Kanz, who was struggling to his feet, and charged forwards through the hole that it had hacked within the door that shut off the pub from the hallway leading to the kitchen beyond. Its smile was very quickly cut short – replaced with a mixture of bemusement, confusion and then panic as its large booted feet came into contact with the liquid that had spread itself out across the floor in front of the doorway, as friction suddenly became very notably absent from proceedings.<br/><br/>Kanz didn’t stop to see the Red Cap crash to the floor – turning quickly and darting through the main doorway of the pub only a moment after Tara and her aunt had promptly exited the building via the same route. Let it not be said that Kanz couldn’t move fast when he needed to – managing to skirt along the wall of the pub and disappear behind the same rosebush he had previously taken cover within, sitting down hard upon the cold clammy earth as he fought to steady his breathing.<br/><br/>He wasn’t worried about the Red Cap now – it wouldn’t risk following them out where it could be seen, where questions would be asked about who or what it was. No, there were still some rules that he was certain they would stick to – for the time being at least…