Lady Vengeance

Feral Tom heard the over-loaded sedan as it rolled into the alley above them, his acute sense of hearing picking up the groan of the shock absorbers as they protested under the strain of their burden.

'Vitali back with others!’ he announced, as he revealed himself from his camouflage; nonchalantly curled on the first step of the stairs. Moments later Marts and Vitali came down the stairs carrying what looked like a large oriental-lacquered gentleman’s traveling chest. Swirling patterns that could very well be some kind of exotic writing appeared to move in the light, beneath the red-black luster.

'What’s this?’ Mark Baptiste asked as he briskly pushed his way past the curious Thormun girls to get a better look.