Amadeus & Hounds
It'd taken a few minutes longer than Sthelada had predicted, but she'd had to come from the other side of Manhattan. She ghosted through the crowd, locating Ariel and the wounded, but not seeing Claudia, Cian or Amadeus.
She made her footsteps audible before she uncloaked herself so not to startle the young Gangrel. "I'm cloaking this half the alley. There's already a dozen emergency vehicles around front. A Toreador would be great right now if there's one who'd be willing to help keep them from looking over here."
Without waiting for a response, the Nosferatu concentrated, disappearing back into the shadows along with the rescuers and the wounded Kindred. It would be a heavy price, but the best thing she could do right now was protect the Masquerade. Not seeing the wounded Kindred would reduce the number of people the Venture had to mindwipe as well.