Gadiel
June 3, 6:50 pm, Paris, France
The monsters all turned to face towards the running Gadiel. He glared back at them, refrained from looking down to see if the soldiers were doing their jobs, and took a deep breath. Mentally, he made a note of where they all were, spread out across the entire "ceiling."
"COME AT ME YOU MONSTERS!"
Gadiel yelled as loudly as he could, still running as he reached out to create an ice spear. He watched as the monsters slowly unfurled their wings. They were all hanging upside-down, clutching onto the bars of the Tower with their crows' feet. Their human-like bodies all stretched, elongating like some weird ferret as their wings expanded.
He reached out and grabbed the 'cold,' forming it into a spear. The monsters seemed to be getting ready to attack.
Gadiel's first rule of battling with monsters: never let it become an actual battle.