At their head was a regal-looking man of about forty-five, dressed in black and red, with a fur cape and a luxuriant mustache. He whipped round to see, a short distance away, a dozen Janissary cavalry, fitting fresh arrows to their bows. He knew no Assassins were in the vicinity, and there was no way that another Dilara could have arrived to rescue him. One arrow struck Ahmet in the thigh, and he fell back, howling in pain.Įzio was equally taken aback. Did you really think I’d travel without backup?”Īhmet was about to laugh again but he was cut off by a hail of arrows, seemingly coming from nowhere, which struck down all the Byzantines in a moment. They were heavily armed and took up protective positions around the prince.Įzio grimaced, drawing his sword and signaling Sofia to step back. Out of nowhere, half a dozen Byzantine troops appeared. “I am wondering that myself,” Ezio told Ahmet.Īhmet began to laugh, and couldn’t stop, even though it clearly hurt him to do so. Sofia came up behind Ezio and put a hand on his shoulder.

“So-what now, Ezio? How does this end?” Ahmet said, catching his breath in pain as he spoke. They exchanged a reassuring look, as Ahmet, with an effort, rolled himself onto his stomach and pushed himself up.Įzio scooped up the satchel and opened it. She was bruised and shaken but otherwise unhurt. Then, to Ezio’s intense relief, Sofia appeared from behind a patch of shrubbery. The satchel containing the keys lay nearby. Ahmet lay on his back some dozen feet from the wreck.

It wouldn’t be long before the Ottoman troops left in their wake would regroup and follow. Ezio’s baleful glare was enough to keep them at bay, but he knew he’d have to work fast. The startled villagers stood a little way off, eyeing each other uncertainly at the scene of the crash. When the dust had settled completely, Ezio was able to get his bearings.

Confused cries came from somewhere-probably the local inhabitants, for as the dust began to clear, Ezio could see the coachman’s body lying prone among some rocks. They were at the side of a sharp drop, and Ahmet’s wheels went over it, taking his carriage down in turn.Įzio, thrown clear, staggered to his feet and looked around, but the entire scene was obscured by choking dust. The coachman had spurred his horses on again in an effort to right his carriage, while Sofia’s had already capsized and crashed a short way behind them, in a cloud of dust. He whipped out the hookblade and swung it violently at the two soldiers to his left, slicing into each of them and bringing them down before they could bring their halberds into play. At the moment of collision, Ezio threw himself off his seat, into the air, and landed on the roof of Ahmet’s coach.

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