All were quiet. He were expecting to hear the gunner's fottsetps, ruslting of glass - it t seemed that he were still alone in this building. Taking advantage of this, Vos quickly ascended to the second floor, shutting himself in one of the rooms, the door propped up with a hefty wardrobe, and creeping up to one of the windows in reder to observe his adversary. He hoped to be in time to cast the Black and White spell, gaining eye contact, which were necessary for him to do so. 

Afterwards, he would take both his hoodie and longcoat off, left with just a shirt, and cut off a sleeve to bandage his wound. While it were not too serious for an ascended human established Mageblade llike him, he were planning to jump out the second-story window, tighly wrapping his leg to prevent any further trauma. If by then, there still would be no signs of Azarak pursuing him, Vos would carefuly open the window and then fling one of his stilletos at the power line, cutting out the lamposts' electricity and leaving the streets nigh pitch black.