There were two ways to go about this… well really four but realistically only two. Chances were there was someone who took it upon themselves to fend for the children, and defend them. Given the over crowding there was probably a lot of children, and there were bound to be some budding spiritual energy in the lot. The second way involved adults. Fighting until someone followed him, or beat someone into submission. Only issue with that one was that chances were most people out that far were better than him in sword play and hand-to-hand. 
	

He probably should have thought this through before he left. Oh well he was set on his path and well on his way. no point in second guessing himself now that he was already in the 50s. Suddenly he heard shouting, but by the time he could turn around something whizzed past him. Chasing after the high speed object was a young man with a hammer. There was nothing special about him but the fast one, he could sense even as he got farther and farther away. Gio didn’t say a word, he just kept on walking on his way..