He rolled his eyes, a small smile. It faded as they entered the clearing. "Oh. Man I was hoping you'd shoot us." He smiled innocently, glaring at Alex.

"My bet was on swords." She shrugged as she was marche dup the stairs and the rope put in place. She looked down at her bound hands and sighed. "Now really, I never thought my birthday present would be so good as this." Alex tilted his head. A "What? No, your birthday is on December 17, its like- the middle of Summer right now-" Asta grinned. "I knew you remembered my birthday."

"Really? He's not that old fashioned." He tilted his head. He felt his hands beginning to go tingly and soon numb if nobody got em out. "Buttercup are you sure you can't loosen these? Not even a little?" He didn't respond. Ethan was mildly upset. He watched the siblings interact. Was this part of her plan?

Alex cleared his throat. A "Lets get on with it, I have a schedule to keep. Any last words?" Asta opened her mouth to speak but Alex shushed her. A "let him go first. Any last words, EtHaN?"

He narrowed his eyes, he turned on his heels. "I love you Buttercup." He glanced at Asta, she better have a plan.. Please have a plan. He was escorted onto the stand, staring daggars at Alex.

- cue offended noises from Asta - "The FUHC AM I?!" She cleared her throat. "No, mine is a life lesson. Sic Caveat Emptor!" Alex stared at her for a moment and tilted his head. "Yep, let the buyer beware. Let the buyer (of revenge) beware in this case, because I swear to god youll never a good nights sleep after this. Alex opened his mouth to speak- and got shut down. "No, just another three words." She held her hands in front of her, her thumb, index, and middle raised on one hand. "Rot." She lowered her thumb. "In." She lowered her index. "Hell." She gave him the finger, and an arrow came slicing through the air, cutting her bonds and the rope above her, and another came soon after, severing Ethans noose. Asta grabbed a knife out of the guard nearest her's sheath, kicking him off the platform and rushing over to Ethan, slicing his bonds. "Run." A whole bit of Chaos was going on, and most guards were still wondering what was happening while they looked around.

Ethan narrowed his eyes, watching her babble on, probably to annoy Alex as the noose was being placed around his neck, he felt it tighten a bit, as did his chest. He tried to push back his anxiety, he believed that Asta had a plan but his body felt the sliver of doubt. Immediately the area was thrown into chaos. He barely had a second to respond. He hopped off the stand like it wasn't further off the ground than he was tall, throwing off the noose. "I love you buttercup!" He shrieked as he ran off into the trees, following Asta.

Obviously, the whole rush of people ensued and they were catching up, too, until Asta sent Ethan on toward the trees and skidded to a stop, turning to face the rush of people, slowly backing up. She let out a shrill whistle, and a volley of arrows flew over her head, almost all hitting their mark. She span and sprinted on after him into the trees. "Keep running until we reach the other side. Do. Not. Stop." She called once they were in the woods, slowly catching up with him.

He hadn't been running as fast as Asta had probably hoped but he had slowed down a litte to let her catch up. He hadn't remembered that running included breathing so much. It hurt way faster than he expected, but he continued to run, he couldn't see the 'camp' anymore. He groaned. Murmuring some curses and unintelligible words as he ran on painfully.

"Its only a bit longer." She said, catching up with him and having a much easier time breathing. Sure enough, they burst through the trees to find... just guess. ASTA CLONES! Her siblings had a bunch of horses with them, most already on one. Keith had his own, Rean and Astraea were sharing one, as were Fitz and Biana. Keith was holding another horses reins- they were all bareback. Castor was sitting restlessly by Zeus, who seemed groggy, but was awake.