Erik didn't remember how long he had been patrolling the tunnels, fighting his own battles within. Needless to say, he was beginning to feel exhausted. He had had little sleep for nigh a week, and the constant emotional stress was beginning to wear him down. When footsteps echoing from above caught his attention, he was glad for an excuse to abandon the haunting sounds in his mind in pursuit. With a quick turn to the right, and through the door, he was out on the rooftops, chasing the fleeing person below. A twisted snarl formed on his face as he recognized the boy.
Exaustion abandoned, he chased the hunter through the streets, twisting and turning as his quarry saw fit. Soon the rooftops gave away to land, and the land to rock, till the boy finally halts behind a large boulder. Erik frowns, surely he would have noticed he was pursued by now, the hunter was quite keen in that aspect. The Phantom silently slipped around the boulder, keeping himself concealed as he caught sight of the errant hunter. His golden eyes took in the broken, sobbing form, his heart clenching as he remembered his own form in that very position.
Oh how familiar... He thought in remorse.
Erik kept watch over the boy till his sobs became soft catching sighs, then even those fading into shuddering breaths of sleep. Erik paced, his mind beginning to whirl. Draven was not safe in the open as he was, he had ran from something, and whatever that was could easily discover him unprotected and finish him. Perhaps...
Erik looked down at the sleeping hunter, fighting with himself. It was not wise, he was still an enemy, and for all he knew could be waiting to collect the bounty. The Phantom cut off his thoughts with a frustrated growl. Whatever his reason for fleeing, it would be best to find out where they both wouldn't be eliminated by any passing Autofficer.
The Aether Ghost removed a small vial of vermillion colored powder from the depths of his coat, letting the hunter breathe a bit of it to ensure he stayed asleep for the journey. Replacing the vial he lifted the boy, startled at the fact he was so light for his size. The time through the tunnels was short, and filled with worry as he wove in and out, from passage to passage. He had left without providing backup for the ones in the factory, and the sheer amount of events that could lead to fatality was startling. Erik shook his head, taking a deep breath. The Daroga was more than capable of caring for the second hunter, his apprentice, and her friend.
Finally back within the security of his underground abode, he settled the unexpected guest on one of the sofas. Erik regarded him carefully, before turning his back and seating himself in one of the darker corners of the main room, playing soft tunes on his violin as he awaited his guest to wake.