Lee rushed along with Tassadar along a dark alley between several of the food stalls, doing their best to be stealthy as they stalked along. Several of the civilians running the stalls for the carnival were still trapped, either frozen in fear or driven momentarily insane by madness. While their services had been called in for battle, there was also the option of using their skills to protect the innocent lives put in danger by the appearance of the Witch.

"Tassadar-san?" Lee glanced back over his shoulder at his temporary partner. The protoss had been exceptionally quiet since they had met up and that worried Lee. If Tassadar was not focused on their mission, they could run into some bumps along the way.