The masked figure glanced at his new pursuer, a flicker of annoyance crossing his eyes. The number of his pursuers was thinning somewhat as he crossed the town but they would catch up if he stopped for too long, and a thinner crowd meant that the more skilled hunters had room to spread their wings. And that wouldn't do.

The masked man stopped and stood still, as if taking in his surroundings. The breeze picked up and swirled around the masked man, dragging dust along with it. The man glanced in the direction of the hidden hunter, and then glanced around the town in every direction. He clicked his tongue and crouched down. The wind grew stronger and the dust gathered around the cloaked man's feet before he sprang off, releasing a cloud of dust. He soared through the sky, jumping clean over 1 buildings, before he began running again.

[@Howler][@KoL]