Kennedy & Elia & OPEN
They hadn't gotten more than a step or two when the explosions came – one close, one further back where Elia had come from. Elia's instincts were on the same page as Kennedy's. When she looked up, she was crouched beside the Lamia, her shadow-lions standing protectively over them. "I don't know," she admitted, scrambling back to her feet. Her eyes were scanning for her friends, for Issac or Alex, maybe Marcus, or Kennet. Where was the Ringmaster?
"But it definitely doesn't look friendly." There were downed humans, the continuing sounds of gunfire – although they were no longer focused around the entrance to the Tunnel. Elia wondered briefly if Meredith was okay, but then settled her attention back on the matter at hand. Another pulse of dark power, and another hulking lion appeared at Kennedy's side, already flexing shadowy claws. "How do you feel about running toward danger tonight, love? Good? Great, let's go."