"I suppose that depends on whether the Magister's allies are constantly monitoring him or if he needs to actively call them.  I would<em>expect</em>the latter, but we honestly have no idea what kinds of pacts he's forged."<br/><br/>Hammerhand nodded, and begin adjusting the onscreen map.  "Thank you.  We'll be in touch."<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>The Spoiler found Hellcat in the tower's gymnasium, dressed simply in a black sports bra and matching workout shorts, although she was still wearing her basic domino mask.  She had apparently rigged up a tennis ball launcher to use for target practice, and was working through some kind of martial arts kata, smoothly pivoting to hurl bolts of flame at the flying tennis balls in between movements.  On the other side of the gym, several of the off-duty kunoichi were engaged in a light sparring match.<br/><br/>She slowed to a stop as the Spoiler approached, incinerating one last unfortunate ball in midair before turning the machine off.  "Hey, boss," the redhead greeted.  "How's the, uh, do-gooding business treating you?"