Virio's head perked up instantly at the notice of a battle commencing. However, in the short moments before he had managed to put his phone's away in his trenchcoat's pockets and zip said pockets up, he realized the three men that had managed to get out of the door in time were already about to die. He had to admit, that ice-wielding woman was powerful. As he cloaked himself and teleported towards the car to finish off the two inside, he made a mental note of how to combat her if the time were ever to come. It seemed like an eternity fro him as he navigated the existential plane carefully to place himself perfectly in the back seat of the van, behind the two cursing men in the front, who were banging away at the ice to no avail. He shook his head in disdain as he, still invisible, extended his hands towards the back seats, before making them fade into nonexistence momentarily, until they were right inside their heart. With a deep breath, Virio did it. Their bodies fell down limp, like they always did. He looked down, remembering his foster father's words "Never kill except those that endanger the ones you love, or else it is you who become the monster." He quickly looted them for phones, finding none...the Pure were getting smarter...or, they had forgot their phones at home. The cold made him shiver almost instantly taking effect. And suddenly, it was gone, and he was outside of the van, visible, with blood dripping off his hands.