It was a long corridor outside of Shroudâ€™s chamber. He figured his room needed a good amount of space to power all those lights in there then a smile formed on his face at the reminder that their â€œLight Chamberâ€ was created out of ignorance and fear of his powers. The thought warmed his heart. Shroud continued his pace quickly yet quietly, like any good assassin would, all the way down to the south end of the West Wing. He knew there were other holding cells down there and possibly other Harbingers that needed to be freed.<br/><br/>As the â€œTâ€-intersection of the hallway approached, Shroud slowed his pace and crept up to the corner, peaking down one section and seeing nothing. Then as he turned his head to look down the opposite end he came face to face with another person. Out of shear reaction Shroud had already stepped out and had his fingers poised against their sternum but stopped just shy of delivering the killing force when he noticed their white jumpsuit, and infamous Templar high-tech shackles around the boyâ€™s hands. He was a Harbinger, Shroud could practically feel the boyâ€™s energy and just as quickly as his hand almost ended the kidâ€™s life, he retracted it back at his side and gave him a reassuring nod.<br/><br/>â€œSorry, didnâ€™t expect to see anyone else escaping around here.â€ Shroud took a moment to examine the shackles around the boyâ€™s hands and without a word he grabbed the chain and led the boy over to the wall, pinning the chain up against it with his hand. Shroudâ€™s eyes flared with black smoke and the shadow formed by his hand and chain grew. Quickly Shroud shoved the chain into the shadow and pulled his hand free, making a fist and collapsing the hole which instantly destroyed the chain. â€œThat should do for nowâ€¦.â€ Shroud spoke then made his way past the boy only to stop when he heard scuffling and voices from down another hallway but before he could investigate a trio of Templar burst from around the corner behind them brandishing their blades. Wasting no time Shroud simply turned and quickly extended his hand, expanding his own shadow from the floor to stretch all the way towards the Templar. After it passed under the boy it picked up tremendous speed and with a simple flex of his hand, Shroudâ€™s shadow shot up from the ground into a mass series of black stalagmites piercing the three Templar and held their corpses at an angle above the ground, blood seeping from each of their multiple wounds forming a mass pool of blood on the ground. Shroud recalled his shadow and left his dark stalagmites to showcase his victims before motioning for the boy to follow him.<br/><br/>Shroud led them to the next hallway where he suspected he heard the voices from earlier then stopped near the corner. â€œThink another one us escaped down hereâ€¦.Iâ€™m Shroud by the way. Itâ€™s the only name Iâ€™ve ever known as it was given to me by my clan. Iâ€™m not here to rescue you all, Iâ€™m just here on a personal matterâ€¦but I will help you escape, you have my word.â€