Darrius would sit aimlessly, the blade of his weapon testing at his side. The Royal guard continued to list off a laundry list of crimes against the emperor, as he did darrius crept up the sides of the walls, careful not to make a sound.
He made haste until he was firmly perched at the top of a balcony peering down at the Royal guards. Darrius clutched a medium sized potted plant by his side, he planned the use it as a smoke device because of the old dusty dirt that had been known to fume.
When the Royal guard gave the order to kill he zipped down the wall, blades at his sides as he through the make shift smoke device at his feet. The plant left his hand and connected with his ankle, bursting into a short cloud of dust. As it did he raised his dagger, ready to strike.
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