Alex looked up, when Chase's dead hand was pulled away from her. She felt a new wave of sorrow as his lifeless form was taken from her. A boy stood with Chase's body before her, his laughter was almost demonic. It sent a worthy chill up her spine, as she stood to face him. He was young, yet older than her, he spoke something of an... Anti-Chase? Well it's certainly hard to defeat something when you don't even know what to kill. She figured she might as well start with this cocky boy. Alex lunged towards him sending a fist towards his head... but he apparated away, just avoiding the possibly deadly blow.