So much was going on, it was almost hard to keep track of it all. New figures entered the scene left and right, more fire erupted in the warehouse, there was still a shambling girl half-dead, a giant tree beast in the middle of the land and-- oh was that a flying man? Adam stared at it all, before a laugh left his mouth. [color=ffd700]"Do you Japanese really have this much chaos in one night?" [/color]

They needed to regroup, recharge, figure out a plan. They needed to do [i]something[/i] before the whole place collapsed down on them, or the encroaching rocks doomed them all. Those weren't normal, and Adam had a suspicious feeling that they would take over the whole warehouse before the fire could, if left unchecked. There were other matters that had to be addressed first, though, and the Englishman decided then and there he wasn't going to touch one of the rocky bombs until he knew for certain he could do something about it.

A voice rang out into the warehouse, coming from the woman closest to him. Oh good, someone taking charge. 

With no more hesitation in his steps, Adam darted farther into the warehouse. The blood in his hand dripped longer, molding itself into a sword. As he ran, he cut down any of the remaining Yurei that might stand in his way, and made it to the man that had fallen from the rooftop. [color=ffd700]"Oi, mate, you alright?"[/color] It really didn't matter if he responded, in the end, as Adam was already bending down to sling the man's arm over his shoulder. 

Injured old man? Check. The pieces of the man's rifle? Adam didn't even realize they were there. 

As the man began helping the other out of the warehouse, a voice resonated in his head. Wincing against the heat of the flames, and the ominous noise that radiated from within, he shook his head. [color=ffd700]"Next time we deal with whatever this is, we need to be smarter about it." [/color]