The shadow streaked across buildings, keeping in pace with the gargoyle. It moved rythmically and gracefully, so Joe didn't feel too uncomfortable in its grasp. However, like Salem, he had a grip on the arm as well for security. Joe remembered that the shadow had become intangible and its foe had fallen through it. He swallowed nervously, thinking about what would happen if the shadow was suddenly going to become ethereal and drop them. The shadow reared up on its hind legs and sprang off the roof of a building, shooting off over the gate into the courtyard.<br/><br/>It landed without a sound and released both of the boys. Joe stumbled out of the shadow's grip and sort of nodded in thanks towards it. He was much too stunned to talk. As if it sensed that Joe was a little bit dazed, it cocked its mask and sort of prodded him into the doorway. It tried to do likewise with Salem if he hadn't got his ass in gear already. They didn't have time to be wasting like this.<br/><br/>Once Joe and hopefully Salem were in the room, the shadow laid down on the stone inside. It tucked its claws neatly beneath its folds of smokey body, and crossed its arms out in front of it. Joe looked at the shadow and then at the gargoyle, and then  said, "So, now can you tell us what in the everloving fuck is going on around here? Or are you gonna whisk us off again because some zombies are after our asses?" He was loud, sure, but he was hella confused as well. He didn't seem too afraid of the shadow or the gargoyle, though, even though he'd just seen them kick ass.