When the maddened beast's shadow comes rolling around the corner, Sunny sinks into the shadows almost literally. He feels the aftermath of powerful magic like heat, the baking noon sun still felt in concrete after dark, and for a moment, simply waits in his indecision.

Finally, he moves. Jae had called him beautiful, it's true, and yet there is still an instinctive part of Sunny that calls for doing this kind of thing alone. He is immense, barely tangible, snaking through the shadows of the tower after the sound of the monster. When it's encountered, the death is pretty quick -- teeth as large as something prehistoric pierce gauges into its thick neck and crunches bones that collapse like sticks, and it's still.

Sunny is clean of gore when he is on two feet and moving for the doors. He is gentle and careful to undo any empathic lashback that he might get hit with, or at least, this is his intent; he is not as practiced at magic as some.

But fortune favouring him, he'll-- knock. And say; "Jae?"