Just when Elham thought he had it in the bag, the girl was snatched right out from under their noses, as was his hopes of pleasing Conan. He took out his pistol and fired a few rounds towards the mercenary. His hopes came crashing down even farther as Talmus vanished before their very eyes, and right before the bullets hit their mark. "Did he just...?" the guard beside him muttered, dumbfounded. Conan seemed too distracted with the assassins at the moment to notice, but he'd find out if he did so much as turn around. C'mon, think Elham, think...<br/><br/>Damnit! Who knows where they could be?! For all he knew, they could be well outside of this excuse for a country , outside of the entire nation! He felt a sudden pang of anger as the wind picked up in the plaza. If that mercenary didn't just happen to swoop on by, he wouldn't have to be dealing with this right now! This isn't what he signed up for! His anger turned back into fear as he began worrying about what would happen to him. There weren't many excuses for the enemy vanishing right out of your hands.<br/><br/>But maybe this and the good news will sorta cancel each other out? Maybe? No? ...Please?<br/><br/>"Um, yes Sir, about the girl, hehheh..." he hesitated for a moment, nudging the other guard in an attempt to form some excuse. "This lug over here let her get away." The guard slapped Elham in the back of the head, knocking his helmet to the ground. "Hey, alright! The psycho-merc came and took off with her. I'm humblest apologies Sir, but the man's tough, you saw for yourself earlier." He paused again for a second, curious about why the Overlord would attack his own mercenary in the first place, but decided to end on a high note. "Again, my regrets. The good news, Overlord?"<br/><br/>Elham hoped he softened the blow enough to get out of some punishment.