Soul heard more gunshots coming from the forest, but he wasn't about to go back and fight all of those Shadows alone. Instead, Soul used the shadows as a teleporter again, finding himself in front of his cave entrance. The mountain cave overlooked all of Harbor City, so if something interesting happened, Soul would be the first to find out. Soul descended into the shadows of his mountain home, taking off his torn cloak as he went down deeper. When Soul finally reached the bottom, it was dimly lit by lanterns, and over in one of the corners was what appeared to be a medical table.
Soul walked over and grabbed a needle from the table, grabbing some string as he managed to thread the string in and then tie it shut. Soul quickly stitched up his wounds, despite the stinging he felt, and used Shadows to extract the bullets. When he was finished he sighed with relief, putting down the bloody needle and looking at his handy-work. He grinned, and noted that this was the best patch-up job he had ever done.
He grinned, and went over to the middle of the cavern. He grinned as Shadows rose up from the ground, encasing him in complete darkness and closing him into what appeared to be a coffin.
I will awake soon, and then I will find you Shadow Guardians... I will overthrow this pathetic government and then everyone shall see that they were right to fear us!