'Well, things just got interesting,' Damon thought as he saw a projection of his shadow clone begin to show, along with a massive beam of light visible from many miles away, pointing directly at his location.
Xander heard the declaration, his spear slick with the blood of a demon beast he had just slain. His expression twisted into one of rage, his blue eyes flaring with fury.
"Amon...."
He glanced far into the distance, to where the beam of light was shining. The distance was far too vast; Xander wouldn't make it there on time.
Simply put, he was not going to be able to reach Amon but he didn't care. With a deafening sonic boom, he launched himself forward, tearing through the terrain as he ran toward the light.
Damon looked up at the sky with a calm expression, almost amused. Did they really think this would be able to track him?
