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Arch had proceeded away from were he first Meet Nick and the Remains of 'human'. Arch soon stopped walking as his attention want toward the direction of the blasts. They have gotten so close. What was going on? Arch didn't move from where he Stopped a cold shiver ran up his back as he heard the familiar demented Voice. At first he thought it was him that was being mocked. But them the thought of another came to mind.

Arch completion didn't show fear or curiousness, the only thing noticeable was his unknown glare in his, which was covered by his tinted glasses. -Wretched demon...-

He stood ready though his stance reminded relaxed and simple. But he wasn't looking forward to encountering the Demon again; this time he would pull the trigger.

- There is another!...- As Arch heard the Woman's scream he had no second thought as he raced toward it instantly. Quickly the sight of the Woman and Judge pinning her down came into view. Growling Arch withdrew his gun from on his back; took quick aim and pulled the trigger. Doing so his accuracy wasn’t that great, because of the drasticness of the shot, his running and distance.

Stopping a little more then a hundred feet from the two, Arch raised the gun for a more steady and accurate aim.

Arch responded to Judge's first comment with the pulling back on the Hammer of his gun *click* It's word's didn't seem to affect his decision; But only seemed to make him more willing to take it's life.

He just stared it down as it started to back away from the woman; fallowing it with his gun. Not taking his eyes off of it, till it finally faded away.

Arch only looked at the woman when he was sure it was gone. As he thought it was clear and the Judge was gone, He finally lowered his gun; but didn't return it to his holster. Arch steady approached the woman who was trembling in fear. - Terrified...and beaten...-

Arch stopped in front of her and looked down upon her, with still that emotionless face. He didn't look cruel nor sad or angry, just almost nothing. The only emotion showed through his eyes, which were hidden behind his glasses, faintly showing remorse.

Arch's brow concentrated as he looked at her. It was so sad to see such fear and pain. Shaking his head he let out a sigh, Replacing his gun to it's home, He looked around the area. It seemed clear. Whatever is, isn’t now. He was sure judge had taken care of that. When his ruby eyes fell on the woman once more he noticed the Necklace. -That's strange...no way. It couldn't be exactly like Cross'...- Arch was curious but would restrain himself to ask, for now anyway.

Arch closed his eyes briefly; he knew her pain. Couching down he took a knee, winching a bit, hardly noticeable by anther. His wound still ached and he needed to rest, but that could wait.

Arch rested his arm on his leg the one that helped precisely hold the Gun. He seemed reasonably calm for what just happened.

"...It's not here now..."

Arch wasn't going to tell her if it was safe, because he himself still didn't think it was. He didn't want to say anything for that matter, but he knew he had too.

"...I don't see her..." Arch took his time answering, he didn't want to. Though his tone was still vary calm and almost soothing

Arch's brow raised as the woman opened her eyes slightly. She looked to be albino, and vary skittish. Arch slowly reviled an open palm to the Woman; as if to help her up and to show her that he meant no harm.

"..."

Arch didn't say anything in return to the Woman's question. Though he didn't think 'Scared' was the best word. - she so fearful...- Arch looked at her in the eyes the best as he could. What was she doing here? And she is so skittish. Her voice was pleasant, almost tranceing.

Arch kept his hand out for her if she wanted to accept it. If not he would take it back. He wasn't trying to seem cold or harsh. But at first look that’s what it seemed. The glasses added to that affect.

Arch opened his hand more as she reached for it. But she withdrew it, why? - My 'mark'...- he thought with distaste. It had scared her or something. It was the only thing he could think of. He hadn't even seen it yet himself. Arch’s crimson eyes took in the woman's face, mainly focusing on her resent given scar. Was his the same? And how did he survive. Blaze showing up? Maybe...It has to be the reason. It did state that his punishment wasn't death...It was because she died that his punishment was life, to be haunted by his own memories and dreams. But what would become of him now? More had been added to Judge's list.

He couldn't think of anything he had to help with the bleeding. It was all recently used on Nick. He had that cloth, but that was already used. Only if whisper and cross were there, it would be another story.
Arch remained patient with the woman's actions. From what he got it would be best to let her take her time. Though as skittish she was, he didn't blame her.

Arch started to stand up as the woman did; he lowered his hand a bit. But remained ready if she were to fall. She looked so frail. Had she been a slave, even a pet?
Arch hated the thought, it disturbed him. If she was as such it would explain the rags and why she was so afraid. Arch felt so much remorse for her. But it wouldn't show