With a snap of his claws Saurian and Dominick returned to being Wraiths. Appearances were important! Saurian circled around the group as they continued to fire towards his position they must have him zeroed in, but they couldn't lock down his position. The fog was his creation as well as part of Nature he could see through it. He moved to the choppers and ripped out their tail rotors. They were grounded now. Behind the cover of the chopper he sent a quick SOS to The Wardens. Under attack! Kindred team! Believe it or not this was actually a speed dial option. Telling him how often that happened! The thing beeped and sent out both magical and technological signal. Talon shouted a curse!

“Fuck! He got a signal out! We got ten minutes to wrap this up!” Talon shouted. Saurian smiled, ten minutes was plenty!

Saurian sprinted from the choppers cover and barreled his way towards them. They reacted like a well trained group of soldiers and unloaded over a hundred rounds of Enchanted bullets at him. He made the same fucking mistake again! Over Confidence! They ripped through his body like butter but didn't slow him down. Damage Resistance, Adaption, Basic Regeneration were all giving prompts that they were ranking up. Then he was upon one of them, he carved through one using his claws and bone blades nearly bisecting the kindred. Then moved on! Tore the arm off another, ripped the lower abdomen out of the third. They all had to stop and reload at this point. Several of them drew their side arms which would do nothing to Saurian. He disassembled them and cauterized the wounds with Burning. Screams of pain rang out, because if its cauterized they will have to cut off the burnt area's before they can properly heal. Five minutes into the fight, Saurian must have over a hundred holes in him. But he was still moving, he was curious what his rank was. He'd check it when this was over. The pilots of the choppers at some point came out, and tried to run. They screamed that the tail rotors were gone! They lost a leg each.

“What the fuck! What the fuck! WHAT THE FUCK!” Talon was shouting over and over.

His assault rifle was empty now, he kept pulling the trigger as Saurian was casually walking towards him. The fog slowly faded, and the carnage was seen for all. Over two dozen kindred soldiers were in pieces on the ground groaning in pain. Calling for help. Talon was shaking in horror. He dropped his gun reached to his side and pulled out a silver long sword from no where and rushed Saurian. He swung wide and idiotically or because it was cool. Saurian reached out and gripped the blade. It dug in! Simply from the force of the swing, but didn't cut through. Before Talon could react Saurian ripped his arm off and cauterized the stump. Talon fell to the ground screaming before having his faced bashed in by a pissed off reptile!

The rumble of a new chopper was inbound. This one Saurian recognized as a Warden chopper. Followed closely by a Shield and Sword chopper. Saurian walked over to Dominick who was standing out in the open, shaking in fear, his tail was in his hands possessively. The female kindred named 'Nat' was on her knee's unrestrained looking at him in horror. Saurian walked right up to her, she was frozen stiff.

“I guess your not leaving now....”Saurian said with a smile.