The three souls led them out of the park and back into the main part of the city. Xander was watching them carefully, trying to figure out what they were doing, exactly. Lucy was following closely behind, his expression a mixture of curiosity and concern.
It didn't take long to find their destination: one of Paris' many narrow one-way streets that stretched its way behind an old, brick grocery store.
What first caught Xander's attention were the familiar sounds of a physical fight. The fast-paced footsteps, the scuffle, the occasional vocal cry. Due to his centuries of experience, he could visualize the layout of the struggle, even without directly seeing what was going on. Based on the sound of motion, he guessed that there was one person fighting off a silent group of enemies. This one person must have had extraordinary footwork and very good spatial awareness in order to keep up for this long. Naturally, Xander couldn't help but take a look.