The moment he saw the thing and heard shots fired, Connor went into action. Many would have seen him try to fend him off and fend him off fast. No matter where he went, he almost always had his blades, and his tomahawk.

He was a chaperone, and someone who had these blades for good reason. He never left home without them.

Connor had no idea where it came from, or why. Really though, none of that matter. Protect the students, protect the staff, and protect Eirik...though she would kill him if he told that to her face.

He couldn't help it, he wanted to see everyone safe.

When he wasn't full on attacking the thing, he was trying to escort others to safety.