*No matter how much damage the scarecrow does to Sydney, all she does is scream. The pain is unbearable as she's torn apart but somehow keeps 'living'*
*As she screams she wishes for nothing more than death*
*Her screams are drawing several things, namely one cloaked figure leaning heavily on a staff*


*Xan sticks by Zeta. Watching Horus in slight fear, as even in his weakened state he could squash her easily*
Xan: Who that?...


*Horus fumbles with the medkit for a few moments then swears violently and hands it back. He growls low*
Horus: My damn hands are too big... you do it...
*He sighs and rubs his forehead*
Horus: Alright... But why was he after you? I would think all Jackson's creations would want him dead, not be on his side.