Echoes of a Dead Movement

"This is better than I expected," whispered Zhao, "Maximus and I can go target the two behind. This should distract the guard that was sent out. Grise can easily gun down the one that guard while we go close up against the other two."

As Zhao prepares to carry his spear on his back, he smirks back to Maximus, "You sure know how to run right?"

After his taunt against Maximus, Zhao went sprinting towards the guards, waiting for Maximus to catch up.

Maximus sprints softly up behind the guard as he is slightly behind the other and slits his throat quietly while holding his hand over his mouth. Maximus signals Zhao to strike quickly

As the other guard watched his comrade being slaughtered in horror, Zhao made a rather large entrance in front of him and pierced through his abdomen with the bronze spear.

Grise appeared in front of the other two, "That was rather noisy," he smirked, "don't you think we aught to be stealthy about this." he looked to the corpses they'd made, "Better hide these." he grabbed Maximus' kill and began dragging him to a nearby dark alley.

"Noisy indeed." Zhao smirked back as he carries the corpse on his shoulders and drags Grise's kill to a corner.

"Continue to lead the way."