Samuel would look at the hunter.  It was a man he knew, although they hadn't seen one another in well over a decade.  A sharp laugh escaped Samuel's throat before he crossed his arms over his chest.  "Open your eyes Wayne," Samuel said.  "I'm just as dark a presence as she is upon this landscape.  And yet your associate is the one that sought me out.  Were it not for him catching me by surprise, it never would have happened in the first place.  However, that is neither here nor there."  Samuel's hand came up, and within it was a burning black flame that seemed to suck the very light from their immediate environs.<br/><br/>"Go and get your troops into position.  I shall give you no more than ten minutes.  In exactly ten minutes, I will send a few little surprises into the Night Parade.  You may proceed after them.  I will be controlling them from here, with the assistance of my familiar."  A smile as the hand that wasn't cupping the flame moved to grip Lasciel's ass firmly.  "I need her assistance into tapping my...darker nature.  So, if you don't wish to see it?  I suggest you proceed to do your job and allow me mine."<br/><br/>With those words, Samuel turned to Lasciel, a slight mental beckoning sent her way.  He needed her to spark his darker passions, something that would allow him to delve deeper into the darkness within him, and to an extent her, to tap the bond they had to fully fuel this power.