[h2]Zeke Malina[/h2]

"Well, we got this far, but [i]sneaking[/i] across is out," the mage stated, as altogether obvious as it was. He was probably looking at Rudolf, but it was hard to say – after the surviving soldiers had proved capable of at least making it this far along the rooftops, the glare was gone and it was getting harder to get a read on him. That, and it was hard to tell where he was looking when his eyes seemed to always by shut.

"If it's a matter of fighting across, getting a bit scratched is fine…" [i]That[/i] at least was more useful, "Well, as much as any scratch is. Hasn't seemed contagious~"

"But I was more interested in getting out than working out where they came from. If anyone starts dying, maybe it's best to just leave them."