[@Flamelord][@BrokenPromise][@Ariamis][@Majoras End]

Reaver's stern and resolute mood vanished quickly though as the sheer number and power of the people who were entering the Sanctuary right now proved to be much more than his shoddy, hapzard measures could even hope to stop. [i]Huh, is it just me or there's more people than in the Rave?[/i] He thought bitterly as he clenched his teeth, and sheathed his weapon. 

If they wanted to be so nosy about it, he would show them how it did truly feel. 

By the time Cradle was tailing Reaver, he had become truly livid, and his bubbling anger had gone all the way to cold blooded pure sheer spite. First things first.  He took measures against gaining intel from reading his mind, via a small reinforcement barrier over his brainstem that would detonate should a mind reading attempt was done, with the effect of jumbling his thoughts and killing him instantly if such a thing happened. He also kept his monstrous transformation at bay as a second countermeasure for that.

It was then when the chime of his comrades reached him, as the direness of the situation increased, with sweet pain from shrapnel coursing through his face and limbs. [i]Too Risky. Half of Cradle and possibly Veronica tailing me. Make it a two step retrieval to avoid hitchhikers.[/i] He concentrated to answer back, as he still kept moving forward to avoid being encroached. 

With his sword sheathed, and weapons secured, his two hands began to work, using blood from his wounds, drawing a large Rune of Darkness. The effect was pretty straightforward, just to fulfill the extraction condition. Once he saw the rune at work, he'd proceed to do the very last blow he could think.

He punched a short message on his phone. "Sanctuary. Monster Rampage. Penny. Mariette. Cradle." He typed in as fast as he could, before sending it to [i]Beacon[/i] of all people, and crushing his mobile device, as he hopefully teleported away.