A few seconds later the darkness that had engulfed Shroudblow dissipated.  He sat there stunned for a minute or two, before coming to his senses.  He grabbed the sheaths for the swords and put them in their place hanging over his shoulders, followed shortly by the swords themselves, which slid into their place on his back.  He did a quick look over of Sarge to ensure there was no damage, which luckily there wasn't, before locking Sarge's doors.<br/><br/>"Don't worry Sarge I'm just gonna take a look around town and see if anyone needs any help.  I'll call you when I need you."<br/><br/>With that he headed to the park, where he found a whole crowd of people starting to wake up once more.  One lady who seemed to be completely awake was apparently in hysterics and a paramedic seemed to be at a loss for words with her.  He had seen this situation far too often when a crisis hit, and he had learned that although most people said it was best to let panic play it's course, what sounded good on paper never worked that well in real life.  He needed to get her to calm down before she cause herself mental damage, so he ran over.<br/><br/>By the time he got over to them she seemed to have calmed down a bit.  "Excuse me, is there anything I can do to help?"