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[h3]— Infinitium —[/h3][/center]

Damien accepted the offered hand and listened to the offered advice with a smile. They were in the city now, away from the army and it's guards and picket lines. Both of them would have to be more vigilant in the future. It wasn't thieves that he was worried about, anyone that laid a hand on Cat very likely would find themselves blasted through the nearest wall. Still, the thought of being helpless wasn't an appealing one.

He put on an expression of confidence that quickly turned more serious as soldiers appeared. [color=00a651]"I'll have to go with you, it might be something I can help with."[/color]

[color=0072bc][i]Oh for f-[/i][/color]

The mercenary gave the instrument another rap with his knuckles and it sounded a discordant note to match. The note faded to a hum that was just loud enough to notice but got no softer. Not enough to do any real damage but it was something. There was no way that Damien was going to take no for an answer and with the rush that she seemed to be in, it wasn't as if she would take the time to try to stop him.

The mercenary followed the guard through the alleyways towards the cathedral.

[@KoL]