For a long moment, he held it over the 200-foot drop.
A Templar captain raised a crossbow. Three bolts flew. Ezio dodged—or tried to. The first bolt clipped his shoulder. He grunted, stumbling toward the parapet. The second would have pierced his throat. assassin 39-s creed revelations trainer 1.2.2.0
The Animus device on his wrist glowed. Text scrolled across its tiny glass face: For a long moment, he held it over the 200-foot drop