<strong>Clean Up, Aisle 666!</strong><br/><br/>As Nero darted off into the fray, Jack smiled to herself and thumbed the brim of her bowler, tugging the hat down a little bit. "What side of the line I'm on? I'm on my side, blokes. I'm on my side."<br/><br/>When Nero turned to offer Jack a cheeky thumbs-up, she was already gone. Using the grapple in her umbrella, she was above him. She swung just far enough to gain momentum and then let the grapple go, the half-devil flipping through the air and landing in the middle of the crowd of demons that remained. Her heels impacted the grimacing face of a Hell Pride, driving the low class demon straight onto it's back and smashing it's face under her boots. She was quick, brutal, and efficient. She didn't flex her power just to show it off, as Nero did. Jack twisted the handle of her umbrella to the right and the tip dispensed a thick black cloud of smoke that rapidly filled the entry of the bookstore. There was a sound of weapons clashing, a few demonic howls and screams, and the sound of something pouring on the floor. Moments later, a breeze blew through the doorway, dispelling the smoke and showcasing Jacqueline standing there by herself, leaning casually on her umbrella. The floor was crowded with demon corpses that soon faded into stand and then blew into nothingness completely.<br/><br/>The underlings cleared out, it would seem all was quiet. But not for long. A tone like a ringing churchbell sounded through the shop and a dark portal opened up in the ground. A cackling spectre shrouded in robes and wielding a massive scythe rocketed up through the floor and floated over them both, glaring down with malice in it's eyes. Jack tipped her head up and looked across the room at Nero.<br/><br/>"Cor blimey, this must be the blighter that led 'em all 'ere. This'll go faster if we tackle 'im together, ey? You go left, I'll go roight."<br/>