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Vashti turned back into herself, but she was screaming, completely freaked out. Herik didn't get the chance to go to her like he wanted to, because in the next intent Madison attacked her. She knew they weren't going to be friends anytime soon, but to maul her was passed any limit of animosity he's seen the girls display to each other. 

"As-!" He was on the verge of calling Asta to his side to go help her when Sin's fox friend hit him with fire. He didn't feel pain, but he did feel Asta's presence leave him. He went back onto his arm and he couldn't call him out again. He didn't feel him at all, like before he existed but now he felt empty. He doesn't know what Sin did to him, but it looked like whatever it was helped, because she rescued Vashti and carried her to safety. 

FBI pulled up, they seem to be everywhere when they have an emergence. This time and last time he couldn't complain, because they were injured, but he's suspicious about how they always manage to find them. Them playing capture the flag shouldn't have been something on their radar. It didn't matter. He had to get to Vashti. It was slow going because of his broken leg, another five weeks in this cast, but he made to her and the agent that was assisting. He hadn't seen the extent of Jaws' power from afar, but up close it wasn't good. Her arm and leg were torn up. It was bloody and he's not certain if he saw bone or not. He'd hoped the injuries weren't that deep.

He got the on ground next to her the best he could with his cast and grabbed her hand on her uninjured side. "Vashti, we're going to take care of you, okay. You'll be alright." He said, because he believed it. Even if she wasn't alright now, she would be if he could help it.