[hr][h1][b][i][color=6666FF][center]Demetri Rowan Howell[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/623360226481012766/830510933285273610/5fa292dd93329b2167dedfb4bf154665.jpg[/img][/center][hr][center][color=6666FF][b]Location[/b][/color]:  Grand Central Station
[color=6666FF][b]Skills[/b][/color]: Shapeshifting[/center][hr][hr]
[hr][h1][b][i][color=CC00CC][center]Cassian Rudenko[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/392257844256440322/844140037963644949/855e9aabdb4e547cabf9f9441afd50a4.jpg[/img][/center][hr][center][color=CC00CC][b]Location[/b][/color]: Grand Central Station.
[color=CC00CC][b]Skills[/b][/color]: Madness[/center][hr][hr]

In all the emotional commotion, Casian had seemingly forgotten about Janelles blindness. How could he be so careless? He was about to describe what he had seen to her, including what was now right before them when Kristin had decided to take the lead. He wanted to warn Janelle against the Minotaur's charge, when suddenly the massive bull of a man came barreling towards them. All he could manage to get out was [color=CC00CC]"Dodge right!"[/color] before all the was knocked out of him. It happened so fast he'd hardly noticed anything at first, the large gasp of air exiting his lungs as his back collided with the car's ceiling. He'd hardly had the chance to get any air back in before he came crashing into the aisle floor then back up and down until a loud [b]crack[/b] could be heard coming from him. Pain instantly shot down his arm as the bone snapped, no sound escaping his mouth as he silently screamed from the pain with no air in his lungs to match.

Demi nodded in agreement with Nancy. [Color=6666FF]"Sounds to me like either way we need some bait. He needs a reason to go barreling off this train."[/color] He wasn't going to say it out loud or Zeke might stop him, but that was him. He stood the best chance of being bait, and if by chance the Minotaur took him out with him he'd have the best chance to catch up with the train again. [Color=6666FF]"Option two it is then."[/color] He went charging towards where the two cars met, pulling out a red shirt as he ran. He stopped at the edge, away from the other group, seeing Cassian laying on the floor. [Color=6666FF]"Hey! Look at this tasty bait! Andale or some shit dumbass!"[/color] He waved the red shirt, taunting the large beast. 

Before Demetri knew it the monster was upon him. Damn he was fast. He hardly had any time to react as the Minotaur's meaty hands gripped his neck and lifted him up into the air. Ideas spedrun through his mind until he landed on the best one. He quickly shifted into a large Anaconda. Another creature of pure muscle to combat this monster's strength. He wrapped himself along the Minotaur's thick arms, constricting it to cut off blood flow and help to weaken its grip on him. It felt like instinct to him, as if he was simply gathering his prey for a snack. Once he'd felt safely entangled, Demi unhinged his jaw and sunk his fangs deep into the Minotaur's hand. That quickly got the bull to let go of him and Demi used it as the perfect time to drop down and slither away under a train car near the end by the car's exit door. Hissing at him angrily.

Tears streamed down Cassian's cheeks as he tried to move his arm. The first sound coming from him was a deep, sharp, inhale as his lungs expanded with the air it so desperately grasped for. His breathing became erratic as he tried to sit up, seeing what it was Demetri was trying to do. Close combat didn't seem like an option, but neither was ranged, not in such close quarters. The plan seemed to lure the bull by the door that Demetri coiled by, either that or he was an idiot that jumped in with no plan and quickly ran away when things got too real. There was a dim flicker of purple flames within Cassian's eyes as he began to use his power. He wanted the beast to hear Demetri outside the car, the only tells being small disgruntled snorts coming from him to show he heard the sounds. 

There was no movement however, he tried once more, this time invoking the Marathonian bull, rushing alongside the train, making all sorts of sounds to lure the beast to the trap. Again, his ears twitched towards the sound, but still no reaction. Was the Minotaur's mind more sound than he'd originally thought? No. He couldn't be. The Minotaur was a monster, their minds should be easily molded like clay. He just needed to find the right technique. If luring him out wouldn't work, then he'd need to help the others as best he could. He conjured forth the voices of King Minos to insult and degrade the Minotaur. Hoping the voices would be enough of a hindrance, but the damn thing seemed unphased.