Kray was somewhere around two hallways away from his foe, good thing too. He began to slowly shrink in size back to his normal stature, and he suddenly collapsed from effort. "That was a strong attack. I better get out of here." He thought. He made an effort to stand, and upon succeeding, continued his way in the opposite direction his opponent was. He drew a needle and drew his own blood in preparation of his BloodRun ability.

He was poised in a way to where he was walking semi-sideways down the hall, allowing him to watch his back while seeing ahead aswell. He had his injector gun ready to fire at any sign of trouble.

Upon traveling down the halls he noticed the various weapons surrounding him, discretely beconing to be equipped to a worthy warrior. He picked up two, small, handheld crossbows and nocked bolts into them. his injector now at his hip, he continued down the hall, being ever so cautious.