Trick jumped back as the man pushed her sword away and ran to where the other had disappeared. Her muscles were tensed, ready to spring into action. The man turned back to her and she met his glare with one of her own. 

[color=crimson]"I don't care,"[/color] she bit back at him. [color=crimson]"Listen."[/color] Echoes of screams and chaos drifted through the air. A siren called out in the distance. [color=crimson]"Do you hear that? All the damage you've done already?"[/color] Her voice was flat, anger flitting just below the surface. Her grip tightened around the hilt of her blade. [color=crimson]"You're going to answer for it."[/color]