High above the Eurasia power plant, a small speck of light darted about. Anyone not aware of his presence might have mistaken it for a pioneering firefly, or a far off jet. In reality, it was far more dangerous than that. A man in a trenchcoat sat on top of a small saucer, sparking with a blue light. He peered down at the movement below at the power plant, and grinned.
Amateurs. He thought to himself. He opened up his comlink to the channel that Renegade had told him about. It was for Paragon, he believed.
"Hey Oliver, don't freak out all right? Name's Gaz, m'buddy Dan sent me over to keep an eye on ya. Looks like he had a good reason to. Got some little freak buzzing around near the power plant, matches the description of one of your rogue teammates."
"What? Came Oliver's reply. "I'll be there in a minute."
"Don't worry about it." Gaz replied, cracking his knuckles. "Power plant's more my style. You just get out there on patrol and do your job, I can guarantee ya more of 'em will be out tonight. If I catch your buddy I'll be sure to bring him right to ya. Pinky swear."
He shut off the comlink and began to descend. He wasn't about to attack yet, but he needed a better look at what Jason was doing.