[ Clef lets the wind spell exhaust itself and then begins backing away slowly along his branch, refusing to take his eyes off of Kazuo.
It will never be enough, will it, leaving him alive? There is always a chance. Kazuo is clever - he'll escape eventually. But will this hold him for long enough? There's just no way to be sure... except one.
Clef reaches the bramble of outer branches that form a cage around the tree and slowly - careful so as not to break a single one - extricates himself and the messenger bag he still has slung over his shoulder. He jumps gracefully to the ground with a thump and begins running, his footfalls disappearing into the brush.
And then... silence.
He will find the Knights, help them get out, and remain on his guard. That is how he will be sure. ]
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Date: 2010-12-08 05:35 am (UTC)It will never be enough, will it, leaving him alive? There is always a chance. Kazuo is clever - he'll escape eventually. But will this hold him for long enough? There's just no way to be sure... except one.
Clef reaches the bramble of outer branches that form a cage around the tree and slowly - careful so as not to break a single one - extricates himself and the messenger bag he still has slung over his shoulder. He jumps gracefully to the ground with a thump and begins running, his footfalls disappearing into the brush.
And then... silence.
He will find the Knights, help them get out, and remain on his guard. That is how he will be sure. ]