Maleki scowled at the notification that the two men at her feet were still alive. If he killed them now, he would be no better than them. But leaving them alive only ensured that Aleksandra would be targeted again, with different motives and victims in mind. Finally Maleki let out a slight huff and turned.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4da6ff">“Come on then, before more of them get here,”</span>Maleki said, ignoring her question as Tommen was brushed aside. The young man stepped in next to Aleksandra.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#808080">“Mr. Barnstorm is fine, Ms. Alex,” </span>Tommen said.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#808080">“Tore Maleki a new one after he threatened the granma that you travel with. She musta got really under his skin with whatever she was talking about.”</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4da6ff">“I can still hear you, boy,” </span>Maleki said, just as they turned a corner and one more grunt came screaming out to Maleki, only to be parried and executed using his own momentum and the second blade in his throat. “<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4da6ff">And we aren’t out yet. You want more than just one battle scar?”</span>Tommen jumped slightly in place, before guiding Aleksandra around the recently made corpse. Maleki began to walk, making his way back down the path that the two of them had cleared before. Maleki stepped aside at the entrance to the hallway and gestured for the two of them.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4da6ff"> “Go on, in case any of them come charging up from deeper in,”</span>Maleki grunted out. Tommen nodded and moved forward, pausing and holding his hand out to Aleksandra to help her through the tunnel of blood, gore, and corpses in front of them. Once the two of them began to move, Maleki waited for them to move about seven paces ahead before moving himself. He could hear confusion happening behind them, but there were no footsteps heading directly to them. Regardless, Maleki’s head was turned to the side, half of his gaze watching his step while the other half was waiting for someone to come charging through the last door.<br/><br/>But, luckily for the trio, none followed until it was too late. As Tommen hopped from the hidden platform to the edge of the fountain, Maleki removed the coins and pulled on the scale that the coins had been in. The statue began to grind back into place, and Maleki’s arm wrapped around Aleksandra’s waist as she hesitated. Without any warning or permission, Maleki picked the wayward princess up and held her under his arm as he hopped it for them before the statue pushed them off and into the clean water of the fountain. With just as little care or procedure, Malekir released Aleksandra the moment both of their feet hit the cobblestone.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4da6ff">“Hope you had a nice vacation,” </span>Maleki said sarcastically.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4da6ff">“Because while you patch us up, I want a talk with the hag.”</span>