Damien just watched them talk, kicking whatever dust was left of the monsters. He looked to the sky, his reddish hair was almost in a fox hawk. He didn't look to any of them, when he spoke "we need to get moving knowing her she's sending more here. I know of a safe place that is, if your done hiding and want to fight back." Both twin blades were sheathed and on his back, the black leather jacket around him. "Names Damien Bane son of Mars by the way."