He leaped from the tower, not falling but descending —too fast, too silent, landing without a sound. A guard turned. Ezio touched his cheek. The man collapsed as if every nerve had been cut at once.
It had been three days since Ezio Auditore last slept. assassin 39-s creed revelations trainer 1.2.2.0
A Templar captain raised a crossbow. Three bolts flew. Ezio dodged—or tried to. The first bolt clipped his shoulder. He grunted, stumbling toward the parapet. The second would have pierced his throat. He leaped from the tower, not falling but
No blood. No struggle. Just the soft click of a perfect kill. He leaped from the tower
The bolt passed through him. Not missing— through , as if his body had become a phantom for a single heartbeat.