Having slipped out of Caleb's place, leaving a note behind in case the other woke, he had decided to take a late night walk. That was, of course, what his note said to Caleb but there was more to the walk he was taking. he was, or had been, out gathering energy. The energy gathering had been going as it normally would, which was well, when he'd found himself being stalked by a youma.

The thing was, he guessed, looking for energy but since he wasn't throwing it any it had finally decided he was a tasty meal? He really wasn't sure but the ensuing chase had been rather tiring and was why he was doubled over panting after dispatching the youma. His magic was useful, thankfully, as it had allowed him to take out the youma and keep himself safe. Now he just needed to get his lungs to take in air normally again and his heart rate to slow down - he was no runner.

While he stood there, on an empty street taking to normalize his breathing, he was rather clueless about anyone in the area as he was too focused on himself and not any auras which may be near by - a vulnerable little duckling. "Don't like youma." The words said between breaths, panted out, as his dark eyes watched the sidewalk right in front of him.

Sylent Nyte