"It is a poor day indeed when Masyaf's Mentor runs from me!"

Malik eyes the roof of the next building, as well as the available hand and foothold before grinning to himself and veering towards it. There's just theright placement of brickwork and windows to get him up, and while it's probably obvious that he's gotten up there between the few snowy footprints on the wall it's not obvious which way he'll come down.

If he even does yet.