Zephyr knew he shouldn't look back, he should be getting as far away from here as fast as he could. But he couldn't help himself, and what he saw was incredible. He expected the cops, what he had not expected was the blast of flames that engulfed them. Had more people than just him in his building been blessed with magic? It seemed at least one other person had, and they at least figured out how to use these powers. But it wasn't good enough as one of the group storming the building charged through the flames like they weren't even there. Of course the CA3 was prepared, why wouldn't they be? Zephyr forced himself to break his gaze and continue onward.

Zephyr found himself at an alley when he heard his name being called. Zephyr couldn't believe his apparent saviours wouldn't be more discreet, but he headed down the alley anyways to get a better look at this person. Upon seeing who was calling him it made a lot more sense, this kid must have been younger than some of the people he drove, was he new? Zephyr wanted to say something but he heard someone behind him and they didn't seem like they'd be friendly. He ran quickly, moving his bag to one shoulder so he could get in in front of him as he got in the passenger seat of the car. "Alright I'm in, let's go," he said as he got his seatbelt on, "and could you be any more inconspicuous. You couldn't try making some other noise to get my attention or something?" He was sure the kid meant well but he was already on edge, he didn't need his presence announced for everyone to hear.