[color=7bcdc8]The streets were littered with activity as Mason pushed his way through the populace, towards the Seine. No one even questioned this crazy guy wielding seemingly obsolete weaponry, in clothing that looked like he might have just come from a circus. No, these were the Hunting Grounds. All sorts of strange fellows walked these streets, and Mason had no issue 'blending'. No, he had issues that extended far beyond the need to fit in. He still found the rumors to be questionable, but he needed to find out anyways.

Finally pushing past the people, Mason glared upwards into the darkened sky, lit only now by the tower standing before him. The Eiffel and the park surrounding it was off limits, labeled by a holographic cautionary projection wrapping around the perimeter. Any pedestrians crossing would inevitably be caught by the authorities. However, this was where he needed to be. He lifted his 'Hunter's Company' badge up to the projection. Moments later an image of a woman appeared. "You are clear to enter, Pathos." Pathos. Mason chuckled. It was a silly codename, but one that seemed to fit.

Mason pushed past the holographic barrier, with no delay. He had to find out the truth.

A few days earlier, he had received a complimentary visit from an old friend from the Hunter's Company. Aaron Wheeler. He and Aaron had been good friends since they were young, and although Mason never joined the Hunter's Company, like Aaron had, his standing with them was excellent. He had been known to assist in a variety of missions, and often in situations like this one, they gave him information. This time though, Aaron's information was highly unexpected.

An agent stationed in the Hunting Grounds managed to pick up small traces of energy, similar to that of Mason's Black Prism. It wasn't enough for the Hunter's Company to regard as investigative material, but they gave Mason all the information they could on the matter. If there was another Black Prism out there, he needed to find it before someone else did. The only issue was, the area around the tower was filled with all sorts of unsavory creatures and people that managed to slip past the holograms.

Mason drew his bow, ready for combat if necessary. [/color]