This was not the first time Rayne had been dressed like a one-woman apocalypse. With a thunk of pulse rifle down on the nearest table, she rose an eyebrow at the other redhead speaking of scented blood in the air.

"She's not wrong," spoke the dhampir. "Looks like we missed the big show... I'm seeing half-eaten food, too. Whatever happened, happened fast."

A pause and look over to debris scattered on the ground.

"Found something which looked like an ad hoc baricade. Last stand..."