You're running through the town, to everyone else it's a normal day, to you its like the world was on fire. The gaurds/ knights were in close pursuit, screaming orders as you ran, you tripped over a raised curb, taking a tumble and comically rolling like a bottle cap, somehow managing to roll into an alleyway, as you open your eyes watching the guards run pass, you start to assess the damage (somethings sprained probably), you hear the chilling female voice.

"Metal~"