Sophie grunted and hurled one of the rioting thugs against a wall, knocking the air from him. Her look, not a glare of anger, more an invitation to violence, dissuaded the other few, and they thought better of their actions. Shaking her head, she walked on.<br/><br/>It had been like this for a while now, patrolling the streets, trying to clear mobs away and break up riots - after all, just as you fight fire with fire, you fight violence with<em>more</em>violence - but she knew it was only a temporary measure. What really needed to be done was solving the supernatural phenomena.<br/><br/>Eventually tiring of that activity, she made her way to the tavern, hoping to get a cool drink before heading home and calling it a day. Her skin felt hot, and her insides even more so, and sweat slowly fell down her forehead in droplets.