Cyril kept up his run until he was abruptly and suddenly yanked to one side by something that had seized his arm. Cyril immediately spun around to face whoever or whatever had grabbed him; his eyes open wide in shock and surprise while still hopping on one leg trying to regain his balance. His fist was cocked back in a position as if he was going to throw a punch, but he relaxed his hand and lowered his arm once it was clear that he wasn't in any immediate danger. Cyril was wordless, unable to even offer the most trite expressions of gratitude for Kiara's help, only able to catch his breath while the both of them apparently tried to plan their own way out of this mess. Then he noticed his rescuer reaching for the dagger on her hip.

"What are you going to-" the answer to the question he'd not even fully asked was soon clear when she whipped it hard right past Cyril. The blade sank itself part-way into the head of one of the black ghouls pursuing them. The blade became firmly wedged in the monster's skull. Cyril could only stare dumbfounded as the the other two monsters momentarily stopped to inspect the blow delivered to one of their own. Cyril at last recognized the opportunity to gain ground on his pursuers, and followed the woman already on her way away. Cyril's loosened tie continued to flutter and flap just over his shoulder during the full sprint. He called out to Kiara ahead, "By god, what are these things?"

On the way through the alley, something caught Cyril's eye, a broom just lying out in the alleyway. Checking behind him to make sure the monsters were out of sight, Cyril grabbed the broom. He held the handle firmly, and stamped hard on the shaft just above the broom head as hard as he could a few times. Finally, the broom head snapped off, leaving Cyril with something that might at least pass as a weapon of some kind. The sound of one of the shrieking monsters was quick to remind Cyril that standing still was not a good idea, and he hurried on his way again, broom handle in hand.

Cyril soon emerged on the scene of another woman, Xia, having already fatally stabbed one of the monsters. The woman was beckoning the both of them to follow her into the forest, something Cyril wasn't going to argue against, "Right then! Lead the way!"

There was little time to actually make an escape, as an odd scene unfolded. A horse barreled out into the streets, stomping a ghoul to pieces before standing out in the streets alone. Cyril might have been just seeing things, but he could have sworn that it was staring at Xia.