Even if there was an official start time for the scheduled start of the Nephilim rights protest that had gone as far as to obtain all the permits required to hold a large peaceful demonstration or rally, those who attended such things operated on their own timetable.
Even before a certain mouse prepared to rush out of their hole and get very loud, the crowd around the flatbed transport vehicle that was setup like a portable stage those gathered around it were crying out in unison with the event's buzzline chant.
Even hundreds of feet in the air Zeph could hear them yelling: "From cost to cost Nephilim should roam free!"
Dodging camera drones that were operating in blatant violation of not only city ordinances but all the ones that existed, Zeph flew toward the landing pad on top of the NE HQ building, hoping to have the mechanics, bakers, and other civilians he had rescued from various areas on the outskirts of the city to safety before he had to play a more active role.
