Saint grabbed the hilt of his sword and unfurled his wings. At a twenty foot wingspan, they were massive. "Well ill get back with you later, Dusk. This could be our guy ..."and with that he leaped off the Chrysler tower and descended to the building the figure stood on. The wind rushed into saint's wings as he slowed his decent.  Landing softly behind the cloaked figure he shouted "halt in the name of god!" Hand on his white hilt he readied for battle.