Third Person POV:
Flying above the hotel's roof in her tattered cloak, Maiden's eyes wandered through the arcane locks keeping the inhabitants locked inside. The culprit behind it was no mystery to her, after all, few were capable of locking a castle as big as this.
"So, you've sent a toy," her eyes oozing a darkened mist; a crooked smile climbed up her pale yet bloodied lips. "We'll see if he can outsmart the so-called greatest mind, and survive this massacre."
Intending to exploit the ordeal to make Ken agree to her offer, she simply watched as an undead soldier sneaked through the shadows inside the hotel. Seeing through the walls, her gaze followed the soulless vessel trying to find Ophelia and her group–the target for his mission.