<strong>Black Library, London</strong><br/><br/>As they stood there talking both Jack and Nero began to get the sensation that they were being watched. One had thought to look up, if they had they would have caught a glimpse of the shadowy figure of a winged humanoid standing on the roof ledge of the building opposing Jack's book shop. How long it had been there was anyone's guess but it would be suffice to say that it had seen the entire fight and eavesdropped on the entire situation. It perched there unmoving save to the wind playing length of cape and long tendrils of hair. In its hands was a handheld digital recorder which suffice to say had caught the entire fight. The faint light of the street lamps would dully reflect on the lens catching one of theirs attention.<br/><br/>______________________________________________________<br/><br/><strong>Kei, DMC Office in Brooklyn, New York</strong><br/><br/>A the two women fought the party crashers they would sense a swell of dark energy as portal began opening under a few of the stronger monsters to comically let them hang in the air for a moment before vanishing into the inky depths. Trish would recognize the irate power signature as a pair of violet tazanite eyes opened up from atop a tall bookshelf standing in a shadowed corner to peer out in critical annoyance. It seemed Kei was awake and quiet upset that her nap had been interrupted.