Isadora opened her eyes to feel the cold wind of the late night air on her face. The area around her was foreign around her, but the vampress' almost glowing red eyes greeted her and Lyzara at her side. A wave washed up at her feet, the salty cold dousing her shoes and making her feet cold. The cliff behind her and the black wall at the top told her exactly where she was however. She was at the docks that Gerald had mentioned building back when she was with Gerald in Portal. The docks weren't very big, (In fact she was standing right at the edge), and it felt odd to be on this side of the city.