The Fourth Musketeer(Inspirational Quote & Linxwire)

It wasn’t ever going to be easy, so Xavier was baffled by his ability to be taken by surprise so easily in only a matter of seconds. Closing the door behind him to the room with the two unconscious men, as a cloud of dust rolled out from the door, he put his back up against it and caught his breath for a moment. Still plenty to be done, and not a moment to spare, any given time Sir Townsend could be harmed and, well, they’re essentially being paid to prevent that. Xavier placed his hand on the doorknob, locking it and arc-welding it shut, able to relax knowing they might be stuck in there a considerable amount of time. He knew for a fact however that they were definitely keeping this noble somewhere upstairs and probably in his own room, unless of course that was a lie. He didn’t really have much of a choice, it was the only lead he had to go on. Sleuthing to the best of his imagination, he looked carefully for this masterfully framed door he was given the notion of finding, something that looked better than the last one at the very least. He conspired with himself as he willfully searched, telling himself he wouldn’t be caught so off guard once again. He was surprised to find that there was in fact another, much more representative and iconic door than the previous. He whispered under his breath “Lightning Dragon’s Claws…” as he slowly eased the door open.

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The overly frightened maid seemed to be able to do little more then shake her head in the negative when asked about the whereabouts of the other hostages, causing Ni-Ju more then a little mental anguish. It seemed as if luck was was souring by the moment. Ni-Ju reached out to help the poor woman to her feet and was less then surprised when she shied away from his touch. Much as he would have liked to let her have the time to sort herself out, He knew that time was of the essence so he decided on the expedient path instead, even if he would feel bad about it later. Distracting the woman by suddenly pointing toward the door as if someone was coming, Ni-Ju very carefully brought the bottom knuckle of his free hand down upon the small spot behind her ear and was rewarded with a small gasp as she crumpled back onto the bed. "Really sorry for that miss, but I can't have you screaming your head off if everyone is going to get out of here unharmed." Picking the woman up in a heavy carry taught to all Judoka, Ni-Ju quite carefully nudged the door open,taking care not to accident hit her on the door frame, and slipped back into the hall. Retracing his steps quickly brought the young mage back to the wine cellar where he and Xavier had made their entrance and where he chose to deposit the young maid amidst a pile of worn burlap sacks, trusting that if she woke before he got back fear would keep her from going back into the house proper. Free of his momentary burden, Ni-Ju returned the way he had come and began to search for the captives once more.

Just behind the door, a man turned to face Xavier and receive the first blow from his lightning claws, as they raked across his chest, not fast enough to keep him away from the door. He fell back, staggering into another man in the room before regaining his footing. The man behind him threw his friend to the ground, not looking to hold him as he whimpered in pain. Rushing forward to meet the second man at his little fist fighting game, the second mage took an odd pose and made some quick hand gestures that Xavier recognized to obviously be some sort of magic. It was different from the people’s magic he fought previously however. A gust of wind lifted Xavier off of his feet, and carried him to the ceiling before dropping him like a bag of potatoes. He writhed in pain for a moment on the ground, as the man walked towards him, which was just what Xavier was waiting for. He jumped to the man’s side, swiping at his leg as he passed, tripping him. The man whom was tossed into the wall earlier was finally back on his feet, and came after Xavier with a fist raised up in the air, about to come down on his head, since he was lower to the ground. Xavier popped up almost ninja like, and bicycle kicked him, running up him like a wall, and elbow dropping on the man he was previously engaging. The man he was on top of didn’t seem like he was going to get back up, so he left him there to catch his breath. He got up and punch the other man in the stomach just to wind him, and turned to see that for once his work paid off. The nobleman was definitely there tied up and gagged, or at least someone who wore clothes fitting of the title.