A redhead in the male version of red mage's clothing, was working away from most other people at the moment. His focus was on the elderly, children, and injured people. Anyone hurt was getting healed, in the event that any other healers around were unable to do so. At one point he was vanishing to reappear in a different location, for the sake of stopping a monster from attacking any of the people. At another point, he was attempting to distract the creatures with about ten fake Lukes - it was the best he could do, at the moment, to help as many as possible.

Essentially, he was attempting to guide everyone in the direction of the cleared path that had been created. So, at another point, he was using the illusions to direct the crowd, as well.

Fighting the monsters and focusing on saving people, however, was an exhausting task. He wasn't going to be stopping on his own, any time soon. He would push himself to the brinks of exhaustion if that was what it took to save the people. If anyone asked, he'd claim he was more than fine - and, at the moment, he was fine to keep going.