-Greta-
Greta jolted as a huge explosion filled the air, her eyes instantly finding the source of it. Greta had set out on a worn pathway in the direction of Kingsley Manor, as one of the townsfolk had directed her. "Just go straight down the dirt path by the bar," the man had said pleasantly. "You'll find it after a good long walk." Of course, the 'walk' there hadn't been very long at all, due to her naturally enhanced speed.

Greta had been hiding in the foliage, keeping well out of sight in the black night. But as the fire lit up her vision, she shielded her eyes from the blinding brightness. Letting her pupils adjust, Greta took a good look at the burning manor. The front portion had already fallen victim...already, a horde of who Greta presumed were the manor servants carrying buckets in an attempt to douse the inferno. Obscured by the shadows and the trees, Greta stayed still and analyzed what that could mean. Though she wasn't as perceptive as Stella, Greta had a head on her shoulders and she used it quite often.

One-someone, human or vampire, had located the manor. Two-they wanted to kill or potentially harm the hunters. Three-that was exactly what the vampires of London wanted. However, try as she might, Greta couldn't find the mysterious being who had somehow caused the explosion. There was too much light, and there were too many people who could've done it. Sighing in disappointment, Great settled further into the shadows and watched the manor burn.