Miklos lowered his staff. This was not good, the Siswa would be alerted to intruders because of a bunch of inept thieves that had beaten them into the temple. Well, it was too late now.
The priest leapt forward and struck at the retreating Siswa guard in front of him. He steeled himself against the thoughts that these guards were simply unwilling slaves. Their fates rested in the hands of the Rahib. It was pointless to allow them to raise the alarm.
Feldard, like Maruc, was not about to let the last two Siswa just escape to warn the others. He charged after the two fleeing elves pulling at his crossbow as he ran. It was still tensioned from earlier and he struggled with loading it while in chase.
While his companions chased after their enemies, Miklos stepped over to the fallen Siswa and felt for their pulse. They were banged up, but breathing. He looked up to see how Feldard and Maruc were faring.
They were racing down the arched hallway, and passed a curtained doorway to their left. The Siswa, who were unencumbered by armor, were outpacing the dwarf and the priest. They reached another hallway junction. Feldard raised his crossbow. Straining for a clear shot, he stopped, steadied his aim at the fleeing elf”s legs and fired. The bolt sped towards its target, but just as it was about to strike, the elves disappeared into thin air.
Maruc was in the middle of the hallway junction, with Feldard right behind him. As they turned to examine their new surroundings, they saw some shadowy figures and flickering lights moving around far to the north.
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Saeth charged down the hall, intent on her prey. How could they have been fooled by his treachery? As she ran, she drew a dagger and hurled it at the fleeing human. It struck the man, but he kept running, turning the corner in the room with the statue, heading for the temple entrance. She threw another dagger when the bandit came into view again. The dagger lodged itself deep in the thief’s neck, killing him just as he was about to reach the exit.