Somehow Miff missed his shot at Lucien, and then a huge alien tried to kill him but he narrowly leaped away from the attack.  

He was plotting a better angle to strike at Lucien with when all of a sudden Lucien opened fire.  Miff reacted best he could and sprinted around the man at top speed.  Even with his quick reaction, one of the projectiles grazed his right flank, leaving it slightly bleeding.  

He was trying to line up a good shot on the man, but he couldn't because of all the projectiles the man rapid fired at him.  

It was only a matter of time before Miff tired out or the man ran out of ammo.

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Clark had already searched through the lobby, the kitchen, the dining area and most of the rooms and there was nobody.  

He whipped out his sword in one room to slash the curtains to shreds in order to vent some of his anger.  If they had gotten away, he was going to explain failure to those hooded figures, something that he had less than no desire to do.

After several more minutes of fruitless search he had at last looked through the entire place and seen no one besides the unconscious fool on the floor. 

He slung his sword over his shoulder as he made his way back to the front door, but as he got there, he noticed that there was a man? there.  

"Hello." he said to the guy in the doorway, with a slight smile on his face.  

Then after a quick moment he realized that this was one of his targets, he spread his hands, palms up, in a relaxed position as he said, "Hey there, you are somebody I'm looking for.  Is there anything you wish to say before I have to remove you from this picture?"  He finished arrogantly, knowing that he could and would get rid of the guy.