
As the Elezen thief sprung into action, the sultansworn merely took a few steps backwards with a suprised expression. His right hand even releasing the hilt of the blade, "Right. She's fleeing." he muttered to himself. Only allowing his gaze to follow her for a moment or two before his attention fell back upon Tobias.
"Right. I'll take that back to the Goldsmith's." he'd say, a rather commanding tone taking form in his voice as his body arched forward to retrieve the open sack with the stolen merchandise from the man.
"Right. I'll take that back to the Goldsmith's." he'd say, a rather commanding tone taking form in his voice as his body arched forward to retrieve the open sack with the stolen merchandise from the man.