Reacting. Sure. He was tidily aiming to minimize damage and herd civilians into a shelter, and orchestrating half a dozen specialized offensive techniques. Integra gives him a look that clearly telegraphs her wry disbelief of that - modesty is great, kid, but it's a bit late to try and hide. Perhaps kindly, she doesn't press the issue, and moves on.

"They're coming from beneath the earth." Of this she sounds sure, but there's a resigned tone to her voice. "What origin point, however, we've yet to discover. So far, it's been nearly overwhelming just to combat what things are here, making an active investigation into that origin extremely difficult. I'm canvasing the situation on the ground so that I can decide where to pull people from." A general must know here battlefield, after all, as well as her soldiers. Already she has her tactics sketched out in her mind; release Alucard, send the paranormal investigators underneath the ground, call the rest of the city's warriors to arms in the mean time. Shoddy, reckless - but such is life when the local police are useless.