Rex jogs cautiously towards the source of the demon's rank scent, motioning to Karsh to move to a flanking position on the west end of the parking lot. Ideally, they'll be able to get the demon in a crossfire and cut it to pieces. Eyeing the roof for a moment, he takes note of any positions that would be good sniper points. That demon seemed cunning enough to try to use them.
He shudders as the human calling itself Dark Energy soars upwards, and at the fact that he now has turned his back on both a sorcerer AND an unregistered Burster. Only his feeling that they aren't evil, and that they seem willing to help him destroy the demon that he KNOWS is evil keeps him from reverting to his training and treating them as hostile.
As he follows the horrendous stench of the demon, he remembers his first meeting with Karsh, and how scared he was when he realized the minotaur parts weren't cosmetic. Maybe these people are like Karsh, and not bad people? Maybe it's like Karsh says, that the Coalition isn't right all the time, and that not all D-Bees are bad?
Rex snorts and shakes his head, turning his full attention back to the matter at hand. The demon. It's close. Rex can smell it. And he's going to kill it. Humanity MUST be protected.
A Zen Koan:
A Master said unto his Student,
"I Own you, Bitch. Know this."
And the Student was Owned,
And Knew it.