[Center][color=orange][H1]Darius[/H1][/color][/Center]

Hearing the horses, Darius realized that this group might end up leaving town, which could cause a problem. If they all got out alive and left town, he would be free, but would soon have a bounty on his head due to his earlier actions. Thinking this over, he was startled by a loud crack and looked over quickly enough to see the man flop down into the alley opposite. [color=orange]Holy shit...[/color] was the only thing going though his mind now, the idea of having a bounty on his head seemed a little less worrying compared to death. Numb with shock, he couldn't do anything other then stare at the man, barely noticing the actions of those near him. Hours had seemed to pass as he waited for someone to help him snap out of it when the man suddenly started moving again, slowly and cautiously motioning for them to cross. Following the others, Darius felt his nerves calming, and realized what he could do to help keep a bounty off his head. When they passed a mutilated body later on, he took out his spare glasses and the paper he had smeared his blood on, after using one of his throwing knives make a small cut, and tossed them on it, hoping it would at the least buy him time.