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On the warm, slightly foggy night in Russia, a shadow moved from point to point seamlessly among the rooftops. The darkness of the night sky helped keep the figure hidden. The figure stopped at the edge of a rooftop, looking down on both Marcus and Adorra. The figure's black, majestic trenchcoat flowed with the wind just by it's side. Oppressive eyes monitored their every step, It's ears heard their nervous, flustered heartbeats.
Another quick, silent jump landed the figure down a dark alley. There, a dim light shined, and a black cat emerged from the narrow passage and made it's way to the front door of Adorra's home.