Wow, finally. After being completely useless this whole time, especially after missing his shot at stopping Jasper, this is something he can work with. His focus goes directly to that gaggle of Supervisors right over there. If there's one thing that Sans is good at, it's running the fuck away.

Sans appears, putting his body between Peridot and the fae. Splitting his jaw down the middle, the fires a blast of breath laser into the ground in front of them, setting it alight with blue flame. The next moment, he's taking Peridot, Childermass, and Lambert out of there.

They appear somewhere else, much closer to the carnival. The bookshelves are familiar and, for the moment, it is quiet. Apparently the shadows are clearing up.

"We're evacuating," he says, in a growl. "Don't wait up."

Then he's gone.