Matt thought over his friend's words. Hm. Maybe it would be wise to run? I mean, that would give them a chance to regroup, strategize, get more soldiers, and get medical attention. Before Matt could leave though, some ungodly beast tried to grab him. He paralyzed it with a lightning shock, but before he could finish it off, something wretched the book from his hands with incredible speed. "What the hell?!?" He shouted, getting up off the ground and dashing to catch up with the translucent hand, his chest in immense pain. "J-jymni, let's get outta here." He called back between wheezes.