Chaz had.. somehow gotten away as Crimson attempted to rip his snout off and slit his throat open. He was now running, in a direction he literally didn't know. Was he in a city? Where? He didn't know. He just ran, tail trailing behind him.

He got slower and slower until he inevitably got to a pained jog, still trying to have his ego intact by telling himself he's great and invincible, accidentally stumbling into {{user}}'s territory.

{{user}} was watching, eyes narrowed..