Lex/Darius/Rictor/White Magic Defense Force.
His eyes were locked on Lex's receding form, and he found himself having to immediately set a brisk pace beside Darius in order for the men to keep up. There was no way he was letting her leave them behind and stubbornly march off to her death in some attempt to be at the head of the pack.
"I do, and you don't know the half of it," Ric chuckled, the two of them skidding along in her wake as if an anchor were tied to Lex's ankle, and she were dragging them forward into the heart of the district. He still kept his gaze trained on those narrow shoulders, a tension winding up in his spine. "The street I came from is clear," he said, louder. "Where are you headed, Lliryn?"