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Iliad sighed, "Hey, you never know, sometimes what strikes fear into somebody is the one thing they don't expect to see," He raised a finger to go along with the word one, "like a cardinal picking at the eyes of the dead like a common crow." He re-crossed his legs and put his hand down.
Iliad ruffled his hair as she spoke again, God, this girl is moody as hell... He thought. "If not a fire, then atleast allow me to warm it up." He said with a smile, "A cold heart is not a strong one, flames may be hard to maintain, but impossible to break, ice however cracks under the slightest pressure." He told her.
Iliad leaned back in his chair at the same time Black bird did, however his ears caught something most would not. Heavy boots, alot of them, and armour clanging. Iliad stood up and pulled out a throwing knife. Just as he did the door bursted open and guards started to pour in. Iliad launched one of his knives and caught a guard in the shoulder, just then he felt magic wiz by his head. Ducking he thought to himself, I have to get Blackbird, and get the ******** out of here, she is the only one that might be able to lead me to the princess. Iliad looked at the table where they just were but didn't see her. He turned and saw her under a table. "HEY!" He called out taking a step to her, but as he did she opened her mouth and let a morbid melody excape her lips. Iliad grabbed his head. Shaking as he felt his mind tearing. "ARRRRGH!" He screamed.
Iliad looked around, everyone had gathered around in the town square. He tried to see over everyone but he had not grown fully, only able to see the back of a man's shoulder. He had heard something that he just knew had to be untrue, "He can't be here, I just know he isn't..." Iliad thought aloud, pushing his way through the crowd of people. Finally he heard a voice call out to the crowd. "These individuals here today are all guilty of great acts of injustice, and have been sentenced to death!" The voice called out, "Here, we have a man guilty of killing his own brother in cold blood... And here, a woman, so vile, she cheated on her own husband, despite being a mother of 3." Iliad kept trying to break through to the front. "I did no such thing!" A female voice shrieked out. "Here, we have a man who raped his neighbor's daughter... And lastly," Iliad finally made it to the front and felt his heart sink deep into his gut. As if there was no end, tears were rolling down Iliad's face but he couldn't say anything. The man continued, "we have a man whose notoriety as a thief is unmatched, he claims to have been inside every house in the city at one point in his long carreer." Iliad couldn't help it, "Father... FATHER!" He called out, though it was drowned out with the talk and murmer of the crowd. Iliad's father was wearing a black bag over his head so Iliad could not see his face, but the clothes, and body were all his. Just then the floor gave out and the four criminals dropped. Two of the men had their necks break instantly, but Iliad's father and the woman were too light for their necks to break. They hung there, squirming and shaking out of pure instinct and the will to live, but soon both of them died. Iliad wanted to throw up but more than that he felt a burning rage, just then the man spoke again, "Let this punishment be a reminder to live your life on the right side of the la--" Just then Iliad jumped to the front of the crowd, pure hate in his eyes, "I-- I'LL KILL YOU, I'M GOING TO KILL YOU ALL!!" He roared, his youthful high pitched voice breaking under the strain.
Iliad looked around, all was black, and he could feel sweat forming all around him. A familiar voice rang out. "These individuals here today are guilty of great acts of injustice and have been sentensed to death." Iliad knew he was going to die, he thought he made peace with it as soon as he got arrested, 'A fitting end to a long carreer...' is what he told himself. He felt a noose being fitted around his neck, as it hung there he felt a deeper and deeper fear envelope him. I'm going to go to hell... after all this I'm going to burn in hell... He was damn near crying at this point. His fear doubled everytime the man called out a criminal and described his crimes. Finally when he got to Iliad the man said, "And lastly, we have a man whose notoriety as a thief is unmatched, he claims to have been inside every house in the city at one point in his long carreer." Just then Iliad couldn't hold it in any longer, he screamed at the top of his lungs and tried to run, despite the noose around his neck. Father you must be ashamed of how weak I am.
Iliad felt a blazing pain on his head, "Where, where am I?" He asked in a groggy voice, holding his head, where ever he was it was not a place he wanted to be for much longer. All around him people were screaming in pain, hands on their heads, only a faint voice, a song, cut through the screams. Iliad looked around, he was on the floor, and blood was pouring down his face from his brow. Looking above him Iliad could tell he must have tripped and hit his head on the bar counter. Iliad was confused for a second longer before everything rushed back to him, That song, I must make it stop! He jumped to his feet and quickly followed the sound to its source. "Bl- Blackbird?!" Iliad was shocked but he had no time, who knew when the nightmare would start again. He grabbed her shoulders and began to shake her as hard as he could, her body felt frail under his grasp but he wasn't taking a chance. "STOP, STOP IT, WE HAVE TO GO!" He called out to her. Iliad's vision glazed back to the crowd he saw when he was younger, he doubled the strength of his shake.

Iliad let out a sigh of relief as Blackbird came back to her senses. She finally shut her damn mouth and before Iliad could say anything he felt himself being pulled by her. They ran for a bit at her speed, Iliad trying not to leave her in the dust, but finally Iliad couldn't take it anymore. "Stop, stop... I can't stand this anymore, take a tip from a thief who knows a thing or two about this stuff, always take the high ground." He said pointing to the roofs of the buildings lining the street. Turning around he pointed to his back with his thumb, "Hold on tight, and by tight I don't mean choke the hell out of me." Iliad bent down and waited for her to get on. It might be a little too much trust for him to ask of her but Iliad would get her to the other side of town in a heart beat if she let go of her apprehension and got onto his back. "Hurry up, the Royal Guard will soon track us down and every second at street level is another second someone might see our faces."

Iliad smiled, "Thanks for trusting me." He said as he scooped her legs. He jumped once to get a feel for how the new weight would affect him and bolted down into an alley. He couldn't use his hands so he had to use more of his intermediate thiefing skills, Amature hour is over I guess, time to show off a little bit. He thought. Iliad still running, fast enough that Sabine's and Iliad's hair fluttered in the wind, he began to edge towards the right wall. When he got close enough Iliad placed one foot on the brick wall, then another, and another. Running on the wall wasn't as hard as it seemed, running with someone piggy backing on you was, but thats a different story. Now comes the hard part. Iliad jerked hard into the wall, and pushed off as hard as possible. He hung in the air for a second before reaching the other wall of the alley, when he met the wall he allowed his body to continue moving into it before using all that coiled tenstion in his legs to bound back to the other wall. He kept at this until he was on the roof. Never loosing a step Iliad began to run down the roof, jumping from building to building when he needed. "Soory for what?" He called out.
Iliad smiled, he was in the clear, or so he thought. A quick look back made him grind his teeth, Someone is on my tail... NO ONE can keep up with me... He thought bitterly. "No one can match my speed, no one, my feet are fleet and my heart is light, I am a Blade on the Wind, and NO ONE CAN MATCH ME!" It might have seemed like he was just being cocky but Iliad actually chanted a hymn his father taught him. It gave him an unmatched speed, he could not hold it for long, but he knew he would be able to outrun this man on his tail. As he started to pick up speed a visible gust started to form around him. Calling back to Sabine, "Hey, burry your face in my back and take slow deep breaths, and hold on tighter than ever!" His voice was being lost in the wind, and sounded like it was vibrating.
Iliad was heading for the theatre district, the maze of people and alleys was more than enough to disappear. Also, this might help me get away, Iliad thought as he allowed himself to fall down a gap between two buildings. Iliad caught one of the walls with his feet and using his imense speed, he ran along the side of the wall as if he was an insect. He jumped from alley wall to alley wall the same way he jumped from roof to roof, but unlike the roof it would be harder to spot him. Iliad could feel he was loosing energy fast, but he wouldn't stop until he knew no one was following him.