Though the immediate danger seems to have passed, at least for now, Roue still felt his hackles or the equivalent thereof, the hair on the back of his neck, stand up when a shadow started moving towards him from the corner of his eyes.? It didn't help that the bar was dimly lit so the shape was kept hidden as it continued to increase in size.? Damn, Roue thought, they have really thought of everything.? With a free hand, he began to focus a spell on the tips of his fingers, a light, icy sheen covering his glove though it was hidden by the cape that draped over his shoulders.? If they wanted to go so far as taking him down in this place, well, he was then going to give them a fight of their lives.? If he had the energy to do so.

However, the shadow suddenly stopped and seemed to hesitate in its forward movement.? Confused, Roue kept his eyes on the figure as after a minute or so it started moving towards him again.? He felt another sharp twinge in his side but kept his focus forward.? Once the being came closer, the light from the nearby sources revealed his would-be assailant.? His eyes widened as he looked over his greeter, eyes running over his form as he tried to understand what or who he was looking at.

In front of him stood a slightly shorter boy, fidgeting in place as he faced Roue directly.? The kind of garb he was wearing was not befitting anything he'd ever seen in Rune Midgard, so he wondered if this was some kind of strange visitor from a land neighboring the country.? He wore a sharp and crisp black-colored jacket over a similarly hued but striped button down shirt, and had a collar fitted across his neck?? A small light glinted over what appeared to be a tiny bell, though he had to squint to see it.? Was this a new trend that he wasn't aware of?? He couldn't tell and had to shake his head because it felt like his vision was going fuzzy.

However, what stood out even more is this person's hair and face.? His hair, its color reminiscent of a sunlit field of wheat, falling across his head in several relaxed, but spiky waves, starting short at the top and lengthening as it traveled down, half of it hiding the left side of his face, hiding one eye from view.? The other beheld an amazing azure blue orb, much like the color of Roue's own eyes, yet it seemed to have this unnatural glow about it.? There was only one word to describe him - beautiful, but he must be going mental thinking that right now.

Both of them seemed to be frozen in place, locked in each other's gaze, but it was Roue who first broke that connection.? A sharp hiss emanated from his lips as he involuntarily convulsed, stumbling forward but catching himself at the last minute.? He brought his left hand up to his face, going pale at what he saw.? The entirety of his gloved hand was slick with blood,? a rightly sticky mess that covered half his right side, violently staining his vest.? This immediately brought him back to the kunai the assassin managed to throw his way right before the ice wall fully materialized.? He thought it just shot by him, maybe ripping a few threads here and there, and cutting off a piece of cape, but he must've been too much in shock and adrenaline to feel its bite until now.

Roue looked back at him, feeling quite dizzy at this point? The boy suddenly began addressing him, looking very distressed and fidgeting in place again.? Roue didn't understand a single thing that was coming out that boy's mouth, though he noticed that whatever he spoke was definitely accented, not unlike his own at all.? Nothing seemed to make sense - not the place he found himself in, nor its settings, or the fact that he had no clue what was being said.? Before he could take the time to process all of that though, he felt himself falling forward as pain and exhaustion took over.

"<I-I think I'm going to faint,>" he said and collapsed like a ragdoll upon the floor.