>>5339156<span class="mu-i">There!</span> You spot him on one of the lower rooftops, and it’s none other than Dominic Boleski.
Perched upon the edge like an angel of death, hawklike, green eyes survey their handiwork–handiwork that had been delivered without one shred of mercy.
You hear him mutter something under his breath, something indecipherable to your ears, as he looks around for something that he can’t seem to find.
Not sparing another second’s thought, you pass Jezebel off to Valjean without a word, leaping up to the rooftops to catch up to him and ignoring the noise of protest from behind you.
“Hey!” You shout from a couple of buildings away to get his attention, but Boleski doesn’t seem to hear you. Instead, he seems to be gearing up to fly away.
>Roll 1d100+5 to catch up!!! >(4/4) 