A loud scream of agonizing pain escaped Evie as the tendril left behind a scar, leaving her too weak to fight back. Once Lucas had destroyed it she collapsed to the floor, carefully cradling her injured arm as she curled into a fetal position. Though her arm burned, she weakly looked over at Lucas before giving him a little smile. "Th...Thank you." She managed to say as her vision blurred. 

She could hear footsteps approaching before a loud knock rang out. Upon no response, the police kicked down her door and entered to see her on the ground along with a mysterious man upon a chest. "Put your hands over your head now!" One of the officers ordered while the other called for an ambulance. 

"N...No...leave him...alone..." Evie weakly protested. She couldn't let him get arrested for this. He didn't harm her, nor would he ever think of it unless she herself became a demon. "Your hands! Now!" The officer ordered again, ignoring Evie.