Angry and foreboding this writhing mass of creatures had become, out for the blood of any one or any thing they might rip their jaws or talons into. Unsuspecting victims, as it were. He's never been outside this late before, but...Given that he can't exactly keep track of the time very easily without touching it it's a bit difficult to assess...Aside from having heard the sirens, but he knows...That even staying indoors wouldn't guarantee his safety.

For a time he's able to skirt through several groupings of monsters before his powers begin to flicker, the Core malfunction having weakened them considerably. His illusion of shadow only goes so far to bend the light around him before it fails completely, leaving him exposed. The bright golden light from his Millennium Eye spreads like a halo before causing a ripple to discharge like a flashing ring of light from a bomb, a circle of beasts and creatures screeching as they were consumed by it.

He's angry, and he's tired of hiding, but...that thing in the distance makes him give pause, distracting him from the beasts that start to close in from behind. He can sense some of them, but not all...