"A reckless snot of a boy is the [i]officer[/i] of the King's Army? What a load of arse-fuck bullshit. I hear claims like yours for every young fucker we've allowed through these days."
	The guards while seemed relaxed, had their sights clearly set upon the sword presented in front of them. 
	"And put away that sword before you hurt yourself, damn it!"
	Harry spat the ground beneath him. Felix's sudden movement certainly surprised the two guards-- as Harry wasn't expecting the boy to be attempting to strike [i]at[/i] him. The gate guard precariously lifted the shaft of his spear and accepted the fact that if it would connect, he'd be off for that week. As luck would have it... The boy feinted and dashed through him and the confounded Roderic.
	"By the gods..."
	"Don't just stand there! Catch the fucker!"
	"R-right!"
	Roderic firmly held his spear to his side and began to chase after Felix. As he passes through corridors, he began shouting commands to nearby guards he could see in his wake.
	"Catch that boy! He's gonna kill the boss!"