Adrian had seen a number of circus tents in his life, but not a single one of them came close to being as ominous as the one that had seemingly devoured the residential district that had been there only a short time ago. But it was the creatures that swarmed all around it that made it truly frightening. Watching from a perch a safe distance away from the conflict, the mage was able to identify both the creatures of shadow that had beat him there and other creatures that seemed to be coming from the light.

The battle between the two forces was vicious, and every now and then he would spot a creature that didn't belong to either faction. Keeping up with the blur of activity was borderline migraine inducing, but Adrian did everything he could to jot down everything he saw in his journal. From sketches to descriptions on how each one attacked, there was little that escaped his eyes. But as closely as he was watching the all out war before him, Adrian had all but forgotten to stay wary of his surroundings. That changed quite quickly when the mage felt something nibbling on his leg. 

With an expression that was filled with equal parts surprise and horror, Adrian found a diminutive shadow trying its best to fell him. With one swift kick of his leg, Adrian punted the little guy away from him. Unfortunately, the little ball of darkness hurtled right into one of it's bigger, much more threatening companions. As one of them slowly turned to glare at him, a grimace began to over Adrian's face. [b]"Well then.."[/b] he muttered, doing his best to resist the powerful urge to take a good number of names in vain.