The Void continued to surge, flooding her body with strength and speed, it offered more, but she refused, knowing that to give it too much was to risk giving into it completely. She had to get it, Sion, the dark god, whatever, out of the city. She ran toward the turtle's head, taking to the rootops and pulling out her radio and quickly dialing Raine.

She barely gets her message out before she misjudges the next leap and slams into the side of a building. She swears loudly, tries to pull herself up and, deciding that it's not worth it, releases the edge and drops to the ground, rolling with the impact. Then she gets to her feet, ignoring the pain in her chest, knowing that it will quickly fade.

She could turn and fight, but the problem with that was that it was very hard to defend yourself when someone was set on killing you, especially if you couldn't kill them back. So she continued to run, feeling the murderous power behind her.