In the shadowy underground tunnel lit at intervals by flickering electric lights, Kraven is herding the VIP guests into a chamber with an open door thick enough for a bank vault.

He furrows his brow as he stares at Castle, not recognizing him. Roberto has broken from the party and is rushing castle while Siobhan freezes, sensing Death is close.

He didn't understand why people killed, especially just in the name of riches. But, he knew they did, and he figured Castle was one of rhem. Either someone hired, or the man who was profiting directly. He just needed to stop him. Roberto needed to Alert Kraven to this, and have Castle turn for even a split second so he could tackle him. He wished one of the powers he had was superspeed It would have been so much easier to take care of if that was the case. But he didn't, and there was no point in wishing for something he didn't have, so he instead chose something he did have his voice. He shouted one phrase DON'T LET HIM IN! as he prepared to summon forth a fireball from his hands hoping he could stop the flames later on once he was down. This fireball was for if the worst came to worst and the gun was aimed at Kraven, or another man, besides himself.

Siobhan felt death, that was never good. It was rarely wrong. And it was coming from that direction. The only thing she could think to do was put herself between it and the others. She could take a bullet, or twenty. It was not fun, but she would not die. She wasn't a hero, but she was here and it was hard not to get involved.

Siobhan rushes back down the tunnel as Roberto stops to gather his energy. She races past him then stands resolute, blocking the line of fire between Frank and Roberto. She close enough to look Frank in the eyes through the shadows.

One thing was for sure as they stared each other down. As ready as he was to kill and as she was to cross over, even if it was only to dip her toe in the River Styx and run right back to the light, neither of them feared death.