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Crow:

Crow heaved the fainted Drow Magician onto his shoulders, pulling her arms across his chest and making sure her arms were tangled with the straps and other such things underneath his cloak, keeping his hands free for fighting whoever blocked his way. He did not have time to thank the Imperial for saving him for a blow that would've crippled him. He swung his curved mace in a swathing path infront of him, scaring off the public while the Guards gave a wide birth from the heavy weapon.

Crow was confident in the Imperial's skills to guard his back, he had given the Guard behind him a death adequate of a sneak. He was about to step forward when a knife thudded down at his feet, he barely noticed the daring of a rushing Hlaau guard, Crow quickly kicked the Knife forward, thought it had missed it gave Crow a few brief seconds to side-step and rush past the Guard and heave his way away from the fighting crowd.

Somewhere in the back of his head, he felt the sense of adventure and adrenaline fill his mind with its strangeness.

It felt good too.