Chasing the man on the street levels forced Gabriel to look up a lot, hearing the falling tiles often enough. After crossing several streets, the man had been chased to a 'dead end' on the roof, the street too wide for him to cross. He took a running start, and tried. Falling, he seemed to swiftly wave his fingers and a moment before he would have landed, lethally, on the ground a gentle shine surrounded him and it was like an updraft was created rising white angelic feathers in the air, fading somewhere above him and appearing somewhere beneath him, as he landed on the ground as if just stepping down from a doorstep rather than dropping thirty feet down.<br/><br/>Unfortunately for him, the sneaky man rode from one side of the street, and Gabriel and the untrustworthy champion rode in from the other.