Isaiah was making his way back to the Basilica, but the closer he got, the louder the screams and shouts he was hearing became. It seemed that at the Gallows nearest to the Basilica an epic fight was going on. He could count at least two assassins, and they'd taken out at least six Templars.<br/><br/>He'd had maybe four seconds to observe the commotion when his view was obscured. Seemed those two were making their escape. First they don't save any action for him and then they just bail? Asses. Too bad he hadn't gotten a good look at them before they ran off or he could... have a word with them later.<br/><br/>Isaiah shielded his eyes and coughed a bit at the smoke that came his way as it dispersed. He waved his hand in front of his face in an attempt to give himself some breathing room. After the smoke had dispersed he casually walked up to the fallen guards, giving one of their bodies a light kick. The assassin noticed that in all the commotion, the prisoners had not been freed. He casually walked up to the 'criminals' and cut each of their nooses off with one of his blades.<br/><br/>They wept, even the men. The felt at their throats and looked at him as if he were a godsend.<br/><br/>"Oh don't give me that look," Isaiah complained. "It makes me uncomfortable. Now get out of here before more guards show up."<br/><br/>It didn't take much convincing. They were up, running and out of sight in... what? Ten seconds? With an amused sigh Isaiah turned and stepped off the Gallows, moving to stand in the circle of the fallen Templars. It was a position that just screamed: I did it! Please come and attack me!<br/><br/>In maybe two minutes, the first line of Templar reinforcements showed up. Too bad for them they were just Militia. Isaiah casually picked up a sword from one of the corpses at his feet. The Militia stopped a few feet away from him, holding out their swords but unsure how to proceed.<br/><br/>Isaiah smirked, "Time's up. My turn now." He lunged at the first Militia and shoved the sword through his abdomen. He had been caught off guard by the suicidal lunge and hadn't been able to counter. Then of course the second was so stunned by his first successful attack that he too fell without a fight.<br/><br/>That left the third who dropped his sword and ran. Isaiah too dropped his sword and chased after him. He pulled out his paralyzing blade and jumped on the Militia. With a simple thrust the Templar grunt fell to the ground and was promptly dragged into a side ally by his attacker.<br/><br/>"You have thirty seconds to tell me what I want to know before I kill you," Isaiah said, a twisted smile on his face.