Thomas stared hard at Cole, trying to figure the man out as he and Jester spoke. The supposed madman held some sort of a bottle in one of his hands, which Thomas zeroed in on. Was that his Tome? If it was, how was it used to create large-scale explosions?

Jester charged Cole, covering the distance that separated them in the blink of an eye. Jester grabbed onto the other man's collar, but before Thomas could even realize what was happening, deafening explosions rang out and the air around the roof seemed to catch fire. 

Thomas' Tome reacted on it's own, and stretched to form circular shields around his body. Panic still overtook the boy, as he had little faith that his living armor would protect him from an inferno.

Thankfully, he wouldn't have to find out. With incredible speed, the Jester darted to Evie and activated his Tome. It took the shape of a single, giant wing, which managed to cover both the girl and Thomas. The shields that had formed around Thomas receded, and as the explosion died away, he nodded his thanks to Jester.

The real enemy was clear now. Cole was responsible for the bombings in the city. He was responsible for attacking the Citadel. He had tried to kill both Thomas and Evie.

Thomas was not one to forgive an attempt on his life.

[i]"Kill him."[/i]

An angry, inhuman screech escaped Thomas' throat as he jumped off his perch and bolted through the smoke and rubble that littered the roof.