Penumbra stepped out of the shadows in the alleyway watching the purple dust from the impact settle, that's what the idiot got for pretending to be an Epic, pretend powers could only take you so far, eventually you'd either be discovered or killed. Which in a sense were both the same thing. Shadows writhed around him as he surveyed his surrounding, dimly hearing a commotion coming from the Alleys opening, where a woman in extremely strange clothes came skipping along, took a quick glance to assess the scene, then skipped back to talk to someone else. Penumbra prepared his shadows, his blood boiling, it was time to let everyone know that a new shadow had arrived in the city.