"They're always experimenting. If it ain't black blood, it's that triple-M thing they had down in the canyon," he replied bitterly. Though a horrific memory, it was one he wouldn't allow himself to forget.

He took to the stairs, but wasn't racing up the flight like before. "A few, huh? Good. I was gettin' bored."

Which was why he halted the two civilians at the stairwell instead. If there were multiple, he would need as much open space as possible. May as well be the hotel hallway. Once in, he blinked and realized...

"Wait, did I just use Soul Menace and not mess it up!?" Priorities.