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Malik groaned as he heard a thud coming from the main chamber of the bureau. Laying down his quill, he pinched the bridge of his nose and briefly closed his eyes. When his sight returned, he saw the once master assassin waltz in. Suppressing a growl, he turned around and pretended to be looking for a notebook from the shelf behind him.
"Safety and peace, Malik," said Altaïr, walking up to the wooden counter. Half annoyed, Malik turned around and fixed an irritated stare at the white robed brother.
"Just what is it do you want, Altaïr?" demanded Malik, temper rising each passing second. Altaïr's eyes briefly flickered towards the ceiling before returning his gaze to the Dai. He opened his mouth to reply, however Malik cut him off; "Talal is dead. Return to Masayf." And with that Malik turned around once more to search for a map of the rich district. Those Templar hiding places weren't going to be found by themselves and his men needed to know where to begin.