Anaxis ran into the room after the berserk Titan. He really should figure out his name, it'd be better than calling him 'Titan' every time. But he saw Alice laying down on the floor and quickly went over to her. He looked her up and down. She didn't seem to be harmed, excluding a large cash across her back that he hadn't noticed before, but judging from the way it looked, it had to be an old wound. Probably from Grixis. She got lucky, he knew how deadly that cleaver of his was. However, even though she seemed unharmed, something about her seemed... Off was the only way to put it. "Hey, you okay?" He asked Alice. But he already knew she wasn't, he had no idea how he knew, he just had that feeling. If she said she was fine, she would be lying. And if she said she wasn't, she would only respond with a very vague truth. But he could be wrong either way. He waited for her response, eager to get back to the large crystal in the bridge.