<span style="font-weight: bold">"Remember who it is that holds your leash, dog."</span>Then came the spit on the floor, Sydney merely watched with a smile it seemed he had hit a nerve on the poor prince charming<span style="font-weight: bold">"I am afraid of neither your need to prove yourself the monster you are nor this forest, and if you see the need to try my patience then I might see the need to reevaluate your freedom."</span><br/><br/>He still continued and the fact that such fruitless threats were made only domineered the knightâ€™s disposition even more, "Hit a nerve have I, you are right about one thing, Iâ€™m not here to prove Iâ€™m a monster, I already am, however I am here to prove who is the better monster." His comment was held with a promise and as such walked past the knight with a smile but his sight was not upon him but instead through him, as if Sydney stared straight through his thick armour and into his precious little soul like something to be savoured for a meal of excellent quality.<br/><br/>The Sanctioned then took notice of Eva's assistant, Til, the look on her face was priceless as if she wanted to rip Quinn a part, perhaps her bark was worse than her bite but with a group like this who knew. The forest grew darker as the plots of trees thickened and mesh of brushes piled on each other leaving the beaten path completely gone from sight, from now on it was guest that Eva's sense of direction would come into play. The groupâ€™s position would surely spread out more as to dodge trees and find different paths past bushes but of course stay within eye and ear shot.<br/><br/>However the peaceful talks changed as the swinging of a sword could be heard, Sydney's eyes glared at Rocco and as such the singing of arrows went straight towards his chest, but was suddenly rebounded by an oncoming metallic hand, one arrow was caught as the other fell to the ground in disappointment, Quinn already attempted to shout his warning as Holt continued his defensive fight with Rocco the big knight had made his way to the back of the group hoping to stop the needless violence but in them few seconds of thought Sydney knew that this pre-emptive strike could cause a lot of confusion within the group. Til had already marked an archer in the hard and her gaze was up to the trees, her sight was that of a hawk tracking its prey and before the poor meat had a chance to move her talons had already sank into one and going for another in the current of a few seconds, to tell the truth Sydney was amazed than suppressed, however he would have to for fill his end of the deal that was offered to him, Quinn was useless at the time as an arrow already hit his chest, if not for that armour Sydney would be smiling, standing over his corpse.<br/><br/>Still holding an arrow within his grip, he leaned back and suddenly through it back with deadly force, such speed caused the tip to pierce straight through the throat of an archer, even if they were high up the Sanctioned didnâ€™t live this long without being perceptive, even of his targets and where they are. "The trees look at the trees." The voice was calm but loud enough for those to hear him, but it was a magical essence Sydney sensed next, his guard already up and expecting another arrow to come to him he would merely pick it from the air current and throw it back with even more force, but the man made his way to the back of the group where Holt, Rocco and the giant were, as he made his way he pushed those in front of him behind, making them go to the front lines, his stares were mainly at Mira and the motherly woman as he passed them "Better kill them before they kill you." Those words could sink into anyoneâ€™s thoughts even in the midst of battle, but Sydney had a job to do and if it was the possession of sight and mental resilience that had to be rebuilt then he would have to help Rocco to regain and collect his thoughts.