She was up to something, that much he could tell from the mass suddenly whirling through the spear, what exactly though he couldn't tell... At least until such a point where the full weight of the spear was released to onto his mortal flesh. [color=#0050ff][b]"Fuck's sake."[/b][/color] Raudd grunted under the burden he was suddenly carrying one armed refusing to allow it to gain more momentum from Yue's sudden release.

His other hand managing to catch up with the slow fall of the object and after it had finally impacted and latched on the fall of the spear was successfully arrested though Raudd had heard a pop and the right arm that had taken the brunt did feel a bit funny, but that was a problem for when that spear was back on the table. Walking with the 200 pound bar of brutestick wasn't an easy feat either, straining his muscles and threatening his balance with every measured small step he took to the table it had once been laid upon.

When finally the spear had rolled onto the table Raudd let out a sigh of relief, taking a look at the 'funny' feeling arm to take stock of the damage. [color=#0050ff][b]"You know if that was anyone other than me or Alex, that probably would have been [i]really[/i] bad."[/b][/color] He said with a great degree of annoyance noticing that his arm had gained a couple more inches from the shoulder down and a greater degree of flexibility from that primary joint as well. Seemed that little trick had managed to dislocate his shoulder... Still had movement in his upper arm though, so by some miracle the tendons and muscles had held.

He was about to walk out of the building to 'deal with his injuries' when Yue started up again about the 'other colors' and Raudd looked with scrutiny at the [nothing] she had in her hand, he could see three distinct sources of reality rending aura in her hand, four if you counted the one that was surrounding her. The three though distinctly separated also distinctly the same. [color=#0050ff][b]"Regardless of how bad your [sight] is it's better than mine, all I'm 'sensing' is Alex's signature spread out like light pulled through a prism."[/b][/color]

It was then that the bespectacled beanie dropped a bomb on Raudd and he instinctively reacted with a groan turning his focus away from the hand to look directly at Dean. [color=#0050ff][b]"What do you mean he's been sucking up magical trash and it's turning into more of a headache by the hour? How bad is it and what are you doing to solve it? Fuck, actually give me just a minute before you answer that. I need a moment. Fuck!"[/b][/color] He asked with a mixture of distress and anger in his voice before running out of the room and right out the front door, going on a quick run to find a quiet spot to deal with that noodle limb of his.

Luckily Shieldtown while rare secluded spots where Raudd could employ his self-regenerative routine without causing colateral damage were available. and he quickly made his way into one of the spots no more than an alley way from Alex's home, swiftly forming a ball of violently sparking red energy even as he moved there, only to turn it upon himself on arrival allowing the flames of entropy to take him before rising from the sparking red void like a phoenix from it's ashes. After quickly dusting himself off of any imaginary dust he full sprinted back to the house to meet back up with Dean and Yue. His breath ragged from his double sprint, but none of that visibly affecting the stare emanating from his eyes demanding an explanation from Dean.