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[color=662d91][h1][center]Lorenzo Pavorotti [/center] [/h1][/color]


Lorenzo didn’t feel that he was not doing much damage to the creature; but he thought he was helping somewhat with beating the thing with his pipe. “[color=662d91] Give it a good beating, and send it back to wherever it came from.[/color]” Lorenzo screamed out trying to protect the others from the beast’s incoming attacks. However the thing was much more resistant than he thought; it seemed to him that Nick would be the only one that could beat this thing. “[color=662d91] I’m so damn useless.[/color]” He cursed himself, feeling more and more useless. The thought of being left for dead on the beach came into his mind; if he can’t defend himself then how was going to defend others. “[color=662d91] This thing has gotta have a weak spot.[/color]” He scanned the creature wondering if he could do anything to help Nick. But it seemed Nick had things under control; a strange figure welding a staff was coming towards the binded creature. 

“[color=662d91] What the fuck?[/color]” He thought while keeping his distance between the figure and the creature. Watching in amazement as the creature was turned into a disgusting pile. “[color=662d91] So is that it? Can we get out of here?[/color]” Asking the others with a raised brow. But it seemed that this would not be the end of this hellish experience. “[color=662d91] What is a Persona?[/color]” Lorenzo was still confused on what was going on. “[color=662d91] Eh my name is Lorenzo; Nice to meetcha.[/color]” The punk kid said putting out his hand to shake the woman’s hand. It seemed that his questions were on the back burner until they are safe and sound. Starting to walk at a quick pace with the rest of the group; he did not want to get lost in this unpleasant place. Scanning the area for guards that were patrolling the grounds. He couldn’t see any so far; but he was going to be vigilant in case they are caught unaware. 

Watching the spectacle of the shadows fishing for the poor people at the bottom of the canyon; a part of Lorenzo wanted to run over and wail on them. But knew that he wouldn’t get close thanks to the guards near the chasm. And also the fact that his only weapon was a lead pipe. Trying to think of something that could help them get past the guards and shadows; scanning the area for any opening they could use to sneak past the security.