She took a quick tour of the offices, sizing up her resources. Looking out 
the panoramic windows of the finest office suite, she saw a new state of 
affairs in the streets of Pudong. Many of the skyscrapers had been rooted in 
lines from the foreign Feeds and were now dark, though in some places flames 
vented from broken windows, casting primitive illumination over the streets a 
thousand feet below. These
buildings had mostly been evacuated, and so the streets were crowded with far 
more people than they could really handle. The plaza immediately surrounding 
this particular building had been staked out by a picket line of Fists and was 
relatively uncrowded.