Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150323223801/@comment-25038310-20150327201436

Jack nodded, watching the two leave before he retreated to an alley and oncemore adjusted his bandana and hood. He started making his way to the Wind Disyrict, avoiding the main streets and skiping through the large crowd at the market, before seeing the battle at the keep of Ghost-Wolves from afar.

He hurried through the empty streets of the Distrct while invisible.

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Although the Ordinators matched Antoine's swordplay, they would find it troublesome to keep up with Thomas' ever changing experience and arsenal of weapons and Antoine's superior agility and stamina.

The two were quite a menace on the battlefield, especially if they performed double combos and took on a group of enemies with just the two of them, bringing some light towards the Masked-Eye's teamwork and accurate precision and counterattacks.

"Thomas, they just keep coming. After all, we're in their capital city and they are in superior in numbers!" Antoine sidestepped, evading a stab of a cultist. He spun around, as his large black cloak confused and blinded the enemy for a moment - resulting in Antoine stabbing his sword through his throat.

"Perhaps! But let us keep fighting, no?" Thomas exclaimed as he jumped over a cultist by using his shield as an object to jump on. When he gracefully landed, an arrow entered the back of the cultist's skull.

"Without further ado, the siblings kept fighting, slowly moving towards Zahkriisos Amidst the battle.