Piper almost curse when Balthazarâ€™s cowl fell back revealing him to a group of men who just happened to be looking at their wanted posters. She darted after Bal when he told her to run and just like that one of the men said, â€œHey! Stop right there!â€ â€œThe Hell I am!â€ She nearly shouted as she darted around buyers and stalls to escape their pursuers, â€œMeet me at the inn.â€ She said as she twirled to her right and made her way down a side alley, taking four of the guys out of Balâ€™s chase and after her. There were about three after Bal and gaining on him fast but Piper lost sight of their chase as she turned another corner. Her limbs were starting to burn from this strenuous activity and she cursed not training more at running fast. She climbed up onto some crates that went just high enough for her to get onto the roof and just her luck someone had been fixing the roof of this building, â€œSorry boys but Iâ€™m not interested.â€ She called out with a grin on her face as she pushed shingles and buckets over the edge. She heard the shouts of the men as they were hit, stumbled and even fell. She knew she had to move fast though and quickly without being seen again. After she was a block away she managed to get off of the roof tops and back into the street where she quickly blended back in. She headed into the inn and up to their room where she closed the door behind her and took in a deep breath. As her anderline rush dimmed she felt a sharp pain in her hands and looked down. Across both of her palms were neat slashes that blood was dripping from. She muttered a curse in irritation, â€œMust have done it when I was on the roofs.â€