Rodney led his team to toward the balcony, carrying weapons, just in case they were attacked. He glanced back at the others, looking worried.
Once they got closer to the top, Rodney turned to them. "According to the layout, this would have been to most likely spot for someone to escape from. Br..." He shook his head. "The attacker, would have come up here. It is the easiest place."
Adriel glanced at Emery, then Rodney. "Alright. Let me go in front. We know Kain better than you do...no offense."
Rodney shook his head. "That doesn't matter. I have more experience fighting, and will be able to protect you."
Emery rolled his eyes. He didn't even know this guy, who was claiming to be a better fighter. "Fine." He said with an exaggerated sigh. "We'll be right behind you, though."
"That's fine," Rodney glanced at Adriel, who still did not look very happy.
They walked slowly, then Rodney turned to them. "Follow my lead.We will be tricking them, okay?"
"Sure," Emery said, his words clipped.
Walking onto the balcony, Rodney looked was attacked by the man guarding. He took the man down, then continued. Emery ground his teeth together when he saw Kain tied up and still unconscious.
Rodney winked at Adriel, then walked up to the leader, raising his hands. "I would like to strike a deal. Please just hear me out."
The leader glanced at the other two. "Alright. What's the deal. We are still taking him."
"Like hell you are!" Emery glared at him. "You aren't going anywhere with him."
The leader glared at him. "Are you stupid? Your friend just said we would strike a deal. Just let him, if he thinks he is so smart."
"He's not my friend, and I don't give a shit what he has to say," he glared at Rodney. "I see my friend tied up, and will not let you take him."
Rodney grabbed his arm, which Emery shrugged off. "Let me handle this. Please..."
Emery glared at him. "Fine, but this had better work."
The cloaked figure stopped about two feet from them. There was something about the way the person was moving that was pricking at Jarin's memory. He had seen it before. He shook his head, clearing it of straying thoughts. This was serious.
The figure turned away from them, facing down the hall. They could hear people coming. The person pulled out a fighting staff and stood poised, ready to fight. When the soldiers came closer, the figure began fighting them. Using the staff, he took them all down, leaving them unconscious.
He then turned to Jarin and Anna. "I know you are there. If you want to get out of here, at all, follow me. Now." He spoke calmly, yet firmly, and Jarin gasped as he recognized his voice. He now knew what Devin had been concerned about. He just needed to figure out if it was true, and how.
"We'll come out, if you can show us your face," Jarin stared at the man, who still had the hood up, hiding his face.
"Fair enough. Come out, and I will explain everything, Jarin," when he heard the voice again, Jarin knew he could not be mistaken.
"Is it safe?" Anna asked Jarin, still guarded.
Jarin looked at her, then the figure. "If not, the blame is on me."
"Okay," Anna glanced at the figure, then moved forward.
As soon as they stepped out, the man removed his hood.
Jarin gasped, though he though he would be prepared for this. "Breely? How?"
Breely glanced at him, a smiled beginning to form on his lips. "I will explain later, if I can. Right now, we need to find Kain and get him away from them, before they take him away."
Jarin nodded, still in shock. "Alright. If I can trust you...Tell me something no one else would know."
Breely looked into his eyes, then down at the necklace. "You have a scar on your hip, which came from Adriel, who denies it." He smiled again, and Jarin had to look away from him. He knew it was true now. "You can trust me. Always. I'm not the one to be worried about."
Jarin nodded, a lump forming in his throat. "Okay. So where do we begin. Rodney said the staircase and the top balcony."
Breely rolled his eyes. "Yeah, if we want to be led into a trap. He's one of them."