POV: Asher Murray
They were not there, neither of them, and this is as worrying as it is relieving, for it allows us to rescue Takamori safely at least.
He is in a disheveled state, the black hair glued on his forehead as he sweated because of the tremendous effort it is to keep using his powers this much, parts of his clothing is burned too because of the lightning and other parts are torn with claw marks on them.
As I grab Takamori by the arm and start dragging him away, however, I have to think of a safe place to put him in, and if the city is under a strange coordinated attack like we suspect and these strange flying ghouls have come into town, is hard to say predict where he would be safe and could get into; perhaps the military barricades? I'm able to keep him hidden there for a few days if needed.
"Asher, take me back to the Phoenix Nest, I need to take care of my girls. Asher!"
