As soon as the creature (creatures?) let Schuldig go, Yohji rushed to the telepath's side. Blood had drenched his front, soaking through his trenchcoat and he was still trying to move, the damn stubborn bastard. Yohji knelt down next to him, grabbing his shoulder tightly and sliding an arm around him. "Come on, we need to get out of here," he murmured. He could hear the ominous scraping from above them and the sparks were plain to see. They weren't starting to burn properly yet, but it was only a matter of time before the whole place became a blaze. "You're not going to be able to help anyone if you die here, you stubborn git," he continued, speaking more to himself than Schuldig really.