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[h1]Grey featuring Eric[/h1]

Well, clearly, things've gone from bad to worse out here. Clearly Lex either lied or didn't get the full story. Regardless, the fight against Firefly wasn't what had Grey worried. The entire team is more than enough to stop him- I mean, at this point, just having more than two people attack him is pretty overkill. The amount of civilians out here that he'd been endangering, however, is a completely different story. Turning his attention to the medical camp, Grey breaks into a full-on sprint, dodging any would-be explosions, weaving through the street, and dashing from side-to-side to get to the terrified citizens.

All the while, Eric glances back at Fenrir. "Seems pretty self-explanatory, doesn't it? I'll fill you in on the details when people aren't in danger!" The Espeon chuckles as he turns back to the action and notices Joel and Tess, both of whom had went unshielded by Hershel. Darting over with Quick Attack, the Espeon slides to a stop in front of them and puts up a Protect barrier around the three of them. He glances back at the human duo, seemingly uncaring of the explosives going off around them.

"I'm getting all sappy looking at the two of you." He motions with his head. "Get going."

Eric's scarf then unravels itself from around his neck and flies off seemingly on its own accord, wrapping around survivors and dragging them out of harm's way, careful not to touch whatever injuries they might have. The Espeon raises an eyebrow as he sees Grey fly past him. The fox is quick to grab whatever civilians he can out of Firefly's range, with his blindingly-quick dashes making the rescues far easier for him. Following his lead, Eric continues to drag bystanders away and put up Protect shields wherever he can. In the midst of the chaos, he manages to find a moment to make a grand leap back towards Spamton.

"Front row seats are all sold out, sir!" he exclaims with a laugh as his scarf flies in and attempts to grab Spamton by the arm. If allowed, Spamton would be dragged off to safety just like the rest of the citizens.

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