Tristan simply appeared near a fixture on a roof to observe the fight now that it would be on even terms. Unfortunately Blue relied on his weapon and bailed after yelling into his helmet. Most likely communications hidden within it. "Foolish foolish children. You take away their favorite toys and they crumple like paper dolls..." He muttered, clearly disappointed with what was happening. Looking at his broken sword he chuckled softly. "I'll have to tell Magnus how...pathetic his new soldiers are. Reliant on a single weapon is bad. It's why I learned everything I could from ages past." He said to himself.

Tucking his broken blade into his coat he looked up at the sky. "If it were night I'd show him how bad his soldiers are. Relying on new age technology. It's not a particularly bad thing to move on with the times...but as I told that girl...sometimes the old ways are best." He said as he looked off into the distance. Even during the daylight his eyes narrowed in on Blue and his little squad of children. The giant man wasn't even trying to hide now did he have a rifle on him. But he figured the simple soldier would believe him if he said he didn't do it.

[i]I have no interest in fighting a broken toy...[/i] He thought before he turned and flickered from view. This time using simple movements to leave instead of his shadow warping. No point wearing himself out when the newbie vampires had little to no hopes of actually catching him. "Lets go talk to this Johnathan. I want to talk to the child who got his kiddie soldiers to specialize..." He growled as he went towards the edge of town via rooftops. If he couldn't find him in one of the camps on the edge he'd head for Magnus' mansion itself.