From the shadows, Artemis watched. He could see four figures from many angles, and waited patiently for the right time to reveal himself. He was unsure if there were more, but that did not matter at this very moment. All that mattered was that he dealt with the guests that where right before him. Anyone else would get similar punishment if they were found on the premise. He could hear each of their steps as they made them. Their steps were careful and slow, unaware of the slitted eyes that watched them from only a short distance away from their location. He eyed each of them, making notes on what each of them were carrying so he would figure out the best way to deal with each of them, if they chose not to comply and leave immediately.