It is. Although if I'm close enough to use it, we're closer to a fair fight than I'd like.

He releases the spell, the electricity fizzing away to nothing - then turns away from the water. Looking back uphill to the silhouettes of larger, grander buildings above them.

Where we started, the house overlooking the park - that's Cazador's palace. Convenient for him. It faced onto the Upper City for attendees to his grand parties, but the other spawn and I could easily slip through the back doors and into the Lower City, to hunt.

There's no emotion accompanying the words, besides a slight tinge of disgust.