Jason spun as something tapped him on the shoulder. His first thought since it came from the shadows was that it came from his father. Immediately a long blade rose from his pocket and floated in front of him. It glinted in the little light that entered the Shadow as Jason glared at the person. Although he soon recognized her as one of the others. His knife fell back to his pocket. "It is unwise to do that to me again if you intend to live. Some of us have different threats than the others in this room to watch out for." The boy growled