[center][h2][color=8882be]Ray Clayton - Madjick[/color][/h2][/center]

[color=8882be]"Blood..."[/color]

Ray looked over the darkened alleyway, kneeling over a visible track of drops of blood that led away from the burning building towards the shadowed paths. A few minutes ago, the fire department had pulled over to the building as reports of the structure going up in a blazing inferno began to spread all over the neighborhood. Most peculiar of all, however, was the plentiful track of blood that made it look like someone who was bleeding a whole lot came out of the place and went somewhere. The firefighters knew Madjick; he was a local hero around here who had saved quite a lot of people a few times already, sometimes with the help of a lightning elemental that seemed to emulate the powers of the retired Shockwire. They pointed him towards the bloodied track, as it would take the police a bit more time to reach the place.

Madjick walked rather briskly, unsure if the blood let to an injured person or someone who had covered himself with the blood of the deceased. After all, the sound of screams and gunfire had been here a while ago according to a few witnesses, and that meant quite a few different things when put in accordance with a bunch of...

Ah, here he was.

There he was, a rather tall, and imposing man wearing knightly armor, and... he was covered with blood. The tracks led right to him.

[color=8882be]"Whose blood is that?"[/color], Madjick asked with a tone of urgency as he pulled all six hands into existence. They were all glowing red; an indication that they were ready to fire.