[ Armand doesn't reply, but he's on Lestat's heels, moving quickly now, but the shadows are swarming around them already and he has to dodge their grasping hands - feeling them snatch at his hair and clothes. He makes a noise of alarm as one finally makes contact, knocking him off balance with alarming strength and Armand whips round to defend himself, lashing out with clawed hands, but he's disturbed by the sudden strength of the shades. He can feel them gathering in numbers, circling him now he's a target and he looks wildly around for Lestat as he blocks another blow, tearing at the things before him. ]
Lestat--!
[ His next words for Lestat to flee, to watch his back as he does so, are lost in a cry of rage and pain, as a shade to his right swipes faster than he can dodge and cuts gouges across his bicep.]
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He makes a noise of alarm as one finally makes contact, knocking him off balance with alarming strength and Armand whips round to defend himself, lashing out with clawed hands, but he's disturbed by the sudden strength of the shades. He can feel them gathering in numbers, circling him now he's a target and he looks wildly around for Lestat as he blocks another blow, tearing at the things before him. ]
Lestat--!
[ His next words for Lestat to flee, to watch his back as he does so, are lost in a cry of rage and pain, as a shade to his right swipes faster than he can dodge and cuts gouges across his bicep.]