The cloaked figure stepped onto Nexxas, his feet leaving his small rowboat with no sound at all. He looked up, his bright red eyes finding the area where the ‘tournament’ was taking place. He crouched, then took off, his legs moving with incredible speed, propelling him forward at an astonishing pace. Though almost no one around him would know it, the darkness from the shadows of the buildings are him seemed to shift as he ran by, as though they were being pulled towards him.... “Wow!” Knave exclaimed, “how the hell are you doing this?” “Nah,” Knave said, shaking his head, “I’ll pass on that.”