Away from that pesky horse and bandit hunters. Good thing that he was fast and able to climb really big towers. Diluc sighed, opening his satchel to spy the crown he so easily stole from those knights. He smirked, he was going to get so much money from the crown. He then looked around the tower he was in. He saw a mirror and a paint brush? Huh, odd. He then looked around, wondering if it was inhabited by anyone. He blacked out when someone slammed a frying pan in the back of his head.