The Rider leads the way - first it was to a couple of the hero bases, but the soulless things were no longer there, gone, but leaving a trail. He'd followed persistently, the others following either directly or just catching up via teleportation portals as they liked.
After driving up a wall, he comes to a stop at a building's edge, pointing down to the crowd below.
"There, that thing has no soul." he calls. Pointing, non-humorously, at the Mayor.
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