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sprout blood.
Desperately struggling to his feet, looked around Ezio. Pazzi saw that had surrounded his men, who had cornered against a wall of the church. Noting
that forces recovered his legs, he headed for his teammates. Dodged the cutting edge of another henchman and got connected Pazzitar a punch to the
jaw of that bearded guy. Had the satisfaction to see fly a few teeth and his opponent to his knees, stunned by the blow. He shouted to his men giving
AniWe, though in reality his thoughts were focused on finding ways to beat a retreat with the greatest dignity possible. At that time, exceeding the noise of
the conflict isspoon a loud voice, cheerful and very familiar calling him from behind the band Pazzi.
"Hello, fratellino, What the hell are you?
Ezio's heart leapt with relief and managed to say in a broken voice:
- Hi, Fred! What are you doing here? I thought you'd be partying as usual!
- Nonsense! I knew you had something planned and I decided to seening to see if my brother had learned at last to take care of himself. But I think you
still have to learn a few lessons!
Federico Auditore, Ezio few years older and older brother was a big man with a big appetite ... BEbida, love and battle. Dodged punches as he talked,
he hit a couple of heads of the Pazzi and raised his foot to poke a kick in the jaw while opening a third step inamong the crowd to get closer to his brother,
insensitive to violenceence that reigned around him. His men, encouraged, redoubled efforts. Pazzi, on the other hand, were puzzled. A few dock workers
had gathered to watch from a distance, and the PenuPazzi's reigning Mbra withfused with reinforcements from the auditors. That, along with the roar and
the flying fists of Frederick, his actions quickly emutons by Ezio, who learned at full speed, eventually causing panic among them.
The angry voice of Vieri de 'Pazzi rose above the moundto general.
- Collection! He shouted to his men, his voice broken by the exhaustionment and anger.
Ezio caught the eyes and growled a threat inaudible before disappearing into the darkness, on the way to the Ponte Vecchio,lowed by those of his men
who could still walk, and perhotly followed by the victorious allies now Ezio.
Ezio was about to follow too, but the meaty hand of his brother stopped him.
"Wait a minute," he said.
- What do you mean? They are fleeing!
"Relax.
Frederick, with bad face, gently touched the wound of the brakingEzio tea.
"Not a scratch.
"I think it's more than that, she decided her brother, a serious expression on his face. You better see a doctor.
"I have no time to waste visiting doctors Ezio snapped and said," Besides ... He stopped even unwittingly. I have no money.
- Ja! You've wasted on wine and women, I suppose. -FeDerico smiled and gave an affectionate slap his brother in the shoulder.
"I have not exactly wasted, I would say. And look at the exampleexample that you just me. -Ezio smiled, but here goesCilo. Suddenly he realized that his
head was pounding. I guess it's okay if I look at the wound. Can you lend me a few Fiorini?
Federico stroked his bag. Delivered no ringing.
"The truth is that now I'm a little low," he said.
Ezio shyly smiled at his brother's shameful.
- And what will you have spent? For masses and indulgences, I guess.
Frederick laughed.
"Okay. I see where you're going, 'said Ezio.
He looked around. In the end, only three or four of their own hasbian badly injured as a result enough to keep still on the battlefield and were sitting up,
grumbling a little, but smiling too. It had been a tough fight, but no one had broken any bones. On the other hand, more than half a dozen isPazzi birr lay
completely knocked out, and at least a couple of them were dressed in expensive clothes.
"Let's see if our enemies have fallen some wealth to share," suggested Fred. At the end of the day, we needsity is greater than yours. And I bet you
anything that can lighten the load without waking!
"We'll see," said Ezio, and began to work quite successfully.
In a few minutes he had collected enough gold to fill their two bags. Ezio looked triumphantly to his brother and his newly harvested jingled fortune to
highlight his achievement.
- There is enough! "Cried Frederick. Better to let themWe limped to bring them back home. In fact, we are not thieves ... This is not just a war booty.
And still gustarmo the look of this wound. We have to go flying at you look at it.
Ezio nodded and turned to see a site last donAuditors' just got a victory. Losing patience, Federico laid a hand on the shoulder of his younger brother.
"Come," he said, and without delay began walking at a pace that Ezio, weakened by the battle, found it difficult to follow, but howdo it was very late or
took the wrong alley, FeDerico expected to direct or ran in the right direction. Sorry, Ezio. All I want is to get a doctor as soon as possible.
And, indeed, was not far, but Ezio felt more tired with each passing minute. At the end came to a stay in penumbra decorated with mysterious
instruments of brass and glass jars, arranged on tables in dark oak and the ceiling hung with bunches of dried herbs, where the medical faily had his
consultation. Ezio could no longer stand.
Al dottore Ceresa not like being awakened at night, but his bad mood turned to concern as a sail close enough to examine in detail the wound Ezio.
"Hmmm ... "He said gravely. Go mess we have here, young man. Do your people have nothing better to do than anconstantly fighting to out there?
"It was a matter of honor, good doctor" said Federico.