"Well, that's pretty simple. We have somebody running, so we give chase."
Eito laughed, almost maniacally, and extended his right arm to the side, walking calmly towards the direction he heard Alex moving to. A blue card, glowing faintly, had appeared on his hand.
"Persona."
Tightening his fist around it, the card shatters with the sound of a mirror breaking, and out of the blue flames that engulf Eito, comes a large figure, easily able to carry a person in it's hand like a large doll. It seemed to be nothing but a huge suit of bronze armor, holding a spear taller than even it and clothed in a simple red cloak.
"Odysseus, light the way, please."
The Persona flipped it's weapon next to it, and pointed it straight ahead, a great torrent of flame erupting from the tip of the spear, flying on ahead to brighten the sewers, before grabbing Eito, depositing him on it's shoulders, and beginning to give chase.
"Want a lift?"