Adrian had been thrown into the shadows from the creatures back sustaining a lot of damage. He had fallen unconscious and the two halves of him sat talking once more. Finally it was decided that the angel was to proceed with the group...for now. Standing Adrian emerged from a corner of the room looking scratched, but mostly alright his flaming sword in hand and wings on his back. Nodding to the others he apologized for his disappearance and readied himself to continue their journey wherever that might take them in this hellhouse.