25 Chapter 25: Skirmish
The riotous citizens of Ariculon continued their tireless march across the city. Xander ran through the streets aiding people in their escape. He shrouded escaping families with his smoke bombs while he fought raging ruffians with his twin blades. Three rioters ran past Xander pointing.
“That’s one of the Droragorian supporters. Kill him!”
Xander jumped atop the leader’s shoulders and flipped high into the air. He gracefully landed on a barrel, balancing himself on the tips of his toes. “He’s a damn witch!” One of the rioters yelled.
He threw three knives at the aggressors, hitting each of their legs and rendering them temporarily immobile. Xander flipped from the barrel and disappeared into the crowd. The attackers lay clutching their wounded limbs groaning.
