This felt like it would be a major hassle, when Ryoko identified the culprit, though not their culprit Salforge's hand smacked into his face.  Yes, a facepalm and it was pretty loud to boot, he released a sigh and began to compare notes and agendas when it came to Clacverk vs. himself.  He almost felt dedicated by comparison to handling his obligations like a responsible adult versus how mad scientists handle their experiments.

Salforge wasn't entirely sure how to comply with Ryoko's request.  Certainly he was up to give chase, but if this was a creature of Nomis design, then it would make more sense to approach Nomis, or to split up from there.  That would be a pain, but because he was the hired help, he knew how that scenario he pitched in his head and simply agreed.

"Fair enough.  We'll separate from here, you should find consult with Nomis about both the creature and our dead informant.  Perhaps he can offer an explanation for at least the former."

Salforge released a sigh and picked his heavy feet into a light dash after the greater sized leviathan of darkness.  Even as the Mercenary trucked along the street, his reflective body shimmered, and soon to those around him, he simply vanished.  Utilizing his 103rd, the shells that coated his skin made him virtually invisible against direct exposure to sunlight.   Moving under the cloak of his elusive technique, he treaded on the heels of the monster, more than sure he'd discover something of interest.  It persisted towards a gateway, in eager attempts to bring down the house it seemed.

He slowed it down to a simple stroll and walked unnoticed between the leg that was unraveling.  The Mercenary proceeded to climb the gate and reach in between grasps.  The Neoshadow's sprawled through the steel as black meshes, before reforming, and they seemed to have a destination of their own in mind.  With care to the much larger abominations movements, Salforge managed to just slip by, and climb over the wall it was still barred against.  His invested cloaked state still in effect, he tread cautiously behind the menacing neoshadow heartless.  Looking over his shoulder the beast began to deform, almost as if it were committing an act of self-liquification.  As if vanished, this startled the mercenary where he stood in the midst of a small heard of neoshadow trudging past him as he stood perfectly still.

'General Clacverk better have reason for this unusual bi-product of his lab-work funds.'

His eyes widened, a bit, the back of a horse with a familiar.  From there, Salforge called judgement, a woman that seemed almost completely unnatural in her behavior.  The male was identified as the rather impertinent stranger from before, to think this would be the second time he'd see him in a single day.  His cloak dissipated and he became as transparent as an apple.  His arms folded, a barrier forged to repel the claws from the savage heartless.  Salforge raised his hand, he didn't know if Clacverk's beast would respond to him, but there was no "breaking" his immovable block with mere physical power alone.

"Stranger.  This is our second encounter, I'm about as befuddled as you are, if my hunch is correct were you the one that slew that poor soul?"