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I wiped the tears off my face with my sleeve and looked behind me. I could hear the sound of footsteps of what sounded like three, maybe four men drawing closer and so I struggled to get behind a statue and conceal myself. as they entered the room I could hear Mr.Emilio talking to the soldiers.
"It wont be long before that accursed boy arrives and notices what has happened after that he'll probably go to the authorities, we have to get hat we came for and get out. Francis, you'll stay here and guard the exit we'll search the lower hall after we're done we'll return here let me know if anything happens..understood"
"Si capitano" said the man giving a short bow at attention.
"Very well lets go men"
The others left the room and only the guard sent on duty remained. After a while the room grew as cold and silent as before. As my mind filled with so many things at once it was hard to think of any solution, but then something caught my eye.
It was a series of boards painted within the wall but slightly raised as if to blend in and provide a latter for emergency I stood up slowly and tried to hold my breath. As I approached the wall I tested it as lightly as I could for creaks or shakes. My legs were shaking but I knew my duties as the male of the house. To Protect the family. although that phrase had taken a rather different meaning to me at the moment.
I stepped up and began to climb. My hands were as wet and bruised as a sailors grip on a rope line. I ascended slowly the pain growing worse as I climbed higher. I felt my hands shake and my legs began to slip. I was so close to the top. My heart was beating like a drum but without thinking I jumped off the wall not knowing what in front of me.
I soon found myself hanging on a ledge a couple of feet under the roof. I lifted myself up and prayed I didn't attract any attention to myself. To be sure of it I glanced over the edge and saw the guard in the same posture as he had been before. I was safe, for now. I pulled the robe off of my shoulder and gazed at it. I though for a moment. After a moment I looked at the bracer It was gleaming with bright silver and leather with red gems. On its underside was a blade, layered into thee parts I put it on. It was heavy but usable. With a flick of my wrist the blade shot upward and exposed its glamorous carved design. I collapsed it and used the environment to my advantage. It was time for me to use my talent...