The team where in a van, parked in an alley across the street. Inside, the only light came from the glow of Vanessa's runic console. The atmosphere was filled with a strange energy. The kind of feeling that comes right before everything starts.
Outside, the Aethelred Bio-Mechanics tower rose into the night sky. It was a huge building of glass and steel, buzzing with strange power.
"Ward is up," Vanessa whispered, her fingers ghosting over her screen. "As far as any magical sensor is concerned, this van is just an empty piece of metal."
"Good," Seraph's voice was a low rumble from the front seat. "Draven, you're on watch. Anything that even looks suspicious, you report it. Do not engage."
Draven grunted in response, his eyes fixed on the building's entrance. "Understood."
Seraph saw Jonah in the dim light. He sat on the floor, his eyes closed, breathing slow and steady. The tiny form of Cipher rested on his knee. "Jonah. Are you ready?"
