Halvorson ducked behind the counter and looked at Bane.  "Where?  What direction?" he asked.  Then, on seeing Bane's choice of a weapon, "Aw hell, what do you think you're gonna do with those?  Here, have this," he unsheathed his sword as quietly as he could and slid it across the floor to Bane.  "We'll switch back later."  Janus and Fenson clicked out their switchblades.  Collins rubbed away an ache in his shoulder.<br/><br/>All along the street, humans crouched within buildings and alleys, waiting for their foe to join them.