Sam arced through the air jumping from rooftop to rooftop. He slowed down a little on the next roof, and paused his jumps to listen.
The streets were silent “It’s getting late, and I should head back.” he thought to himself, “I couldn’t help anyone tonight; but, on the bright side, I got to see the city, and it was really peac…”
He was interrupted by a distant scream to the Northwest of him. He quickly twisted in that direction, and tried to look through the mist in that direction. He couldn’t see anything, and jumped from the building.
He sped up, and ran down the alleyways. He jumped over any buildings that snaked in front of him. He soon arrived at the Northern slums.
He dropped down to the ground, mist swirling around him, and the fluttering strips of his cloak.
A little ways down the cobbled road was a woman crumpled over, her clothes stained red. He also saw a group of about seven men rushing out of one of the walled off complexes towards her.
“Don’t move!” barked one of the men lowering a pistol at him. Sam turned his attention from the women to the man, and slowly raised his arms in surrender, and increased the steel bubble around him.
“I’m not here to do any harm.” Sam said calmly. “I’m a friend. I heard a scream, and came to check it out. Is everything alright?”
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