The door behind Venten burst open four pairs of boots ran forward.
"It's over traitor! Give us the book and we'll let you live!"
Venten turned four men with Shardblades stood behind him.
"You must know by now I won't be cowed that easily."
"It's been three month of non stop pursuit, you have to be out of gold by now, give up!"
Venten smiled,
"Gold isn't my only tool."
Venten jumped off the building storing iron to float down.
"Down the stairs, Now! get him!"