Dawn squinted through her scope, frowning as she saw the beast teleport away. She took the rifle apart and placed the parts back into her bag. She flung it over her shoulder, and gracefully stepped around the empty bullet shells and made her way down the stairs to street level. By the time she stepped outside, she had used her manipulation of darkness to hide her face under her hood. She glanced around, before feeling a pull towards a small object on the ground. She walked to it, bent over, and picked it up. Still looking down at the object, Dawn began to speak. [color=Black]"Who the fuck are you people?"[/color]