Sometime had passed and night had well descended upon the city. It was the weekend, a time for humans to finish their work and rest with their families, a time for travel, and a time for being free. 

Mithias had left "work" as well. He no longer had to spend him time hunting, as was the historical vampire pastime, for he had setup easy means to satisfy his primal need. He could now partake in what had become his main form of entertainment, gathering information on the streets. 

Heightened hearing, sight, and a quickly discerning mind were his primary tools. Simply being nearby to events was worth far more than intervening. Wrapped in black, a sash covering his lower face and long hair trailing behind him, he dashed after the sounds of gunfire. He had been following a few Soldier agents tonight, using a controllable earpiece set to their frequency. He might be able to help them, but if they got killed, at least he could possibly get a view of the vampire's face and hunt him down later. He leaned against a concrete wall and listened. It appeared that Soldier was... leaving?