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Inside the Diamond Street Catholic church, Jace uses his stele to extract some weapons from under a stone: holy water, knives, crucifixes, you know, standard vampire-slaying accoutrement.
Clary and Jace talk a bit about belief in God—or lack thereof, in Jace's case—before hopping the train to the Hotel Dumort, where Simon, in rat-form, is being held captive by a group of vampires. Yep, this is happening.
It would be too easy if they could just waltz inside the front doors, so Clary and Jace search for an alternate entrance.
A boy around Jace's age interrupts them as they're getting ready to overturn a dumpster, hoping to find a ground-level entrance hidden under it, because, let's face it, underneath a dumpster is as good a place as any to look for a door.
The boy, whose name is Raphael, helps them find a grate that can gain them access. He goes with them because he says his brother tried to attack the vampires but never returned.
They explore the dilapidated hotel for a spell but don't find anything.
To spice things up a bit, Jace throws his knife at Raphael, plunging it up to its hilt in his chest.
Okay, okay, so he wasn't bored. He just realized that Raphael was a vampire who had been sent to lure them inside.
Suddenly, dozens of vampires emerge from the shadows to size up their prey.
A tense standoff commences between Jace, with his knife to Raphael's heart, and Lily, Elliott, and Jacob, three vampires who have poor little rat Simon.
The vamps want Jace to "swear on the Angel" (14.218) that he won't hurt Raphael. If he swears, they will release Simon.
This goes back and forth for a while before Clary just flings herself at Elliott and snatches Simon from his hands.
All hell breaks loose, ending with Jace and Clary (and rat Simon) surrounded by a circle of vampires.
Just as Clary wraps her fingers around the dagger in her belt and prepares to go blade-to-fang with some angry vampires, many windows in the hotel suddenly shatter.
Dozens of werewolves leap into the building.
In case you've lived under a rock (or, conversely, in permanent sunlight) over the last decade or two, werewolves and vampires don't exactly get along.