"[i]I thought you weren't supposed to feed it![/i]" It was alright for Ghent to break the rules, but when Elayra did, he called her out on it. Elayra's taunts seemed to fuel the shadowmire's temper, and before Ghent could protest, the nightmare fuel lunged straight for them. "Look out!" 
	Without warning, Ghent tackled Elayra from the side and brought her down, sword and all. Hitting concrete was better than being mauled. 
	"What'd you do?! Leave the portal open?!" Ghent scrambled to his feet, but not without helping Elayra too. They had to get out of here. Fast. Their attacker could, and likely would lunge again.

	Police sirens were heard in the distance, and through his inner panic Ghent found himself wishing that the cops were headed their way. [i]Would a bullet even stop this thing?[/i] If this was any example of what Wonderland had to offer, Ghent wanted no part of it. Chances were, he wouldn't survive long enough to meet his real father. Earth was looking better all the time.  

	Mind in a frenzy, Ghent held out an arm to prevent Elayra from charging forward. Ghent barely knew her, but he'd read the signs. Stubborn, hotheaded. Elayra wanted to fight this one out. For Ghent, fighting a demonic shadow with fangs and claws was a big no-no. Running was a big yes.
	"Are you insane?! We need to go!"