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The quiet did not last for long, however. Just as Ezio was checking that the cannon on the ramparts were correctly aligned and loaded, a mighty explosion threw the citadels massive wooden gates aside, hurling its defenders backwards into the courtyard, below where Ezio stood on the battlements, and killing many. As the smoke and dust cleared, Ezio made out a group of people standing in the gateway. His Uncle Mario appeared to be at their head, but evidently something was badly wrong. His face was grey and drained of blood. He also looked far older than his sixtytwo years. His eyes locked with Ezios as his nephew leapt down from the battlements to confront the new danger. Mario fell to his knees, then onto his face. He struggled to rise, but a long, thin, thrusting sword a Bilbao projected from between his shoulder blades. The young man behind him shoved him back into the gravel with the toe of his black boot and a trail of blood formed at the corner of the old mans mouth. The young man was dressed in black, and a black mask partially covered his vicious face. Ezio recognized the pustules of the New Disease on the mans skin. He shuddered inwardly. There was no doubt whom he was confronting. Flanking the man in black were two others, both in early middle age; and a beautiful blonde woman with cruel lips. Another man, also dressed in black, stood apart and a little to one side. He held a bloodstained falchion in his right hand, and in his left he held a chain, which was attached to a heavy collar around Caterina Sforzas neck, who was bound and gagged. Her eyes flashed unquenchable rage and defiance. Ezios heart stopped he couldnt believe that just this morning hed held her once again, and now shed been captured by the vile Borgia leader. How could this be happening His eyes met hers for an instant across the courtyard, sending her a promise that she would not be a prisoner for long. With no time to figure out all that was unfolding around him, Ezios soldiers instinct took control. He must act now or lose everything. He strode forward, closed his eyes and stepped off the battlement, his cape flog out behind him it was a leap of faith to the courtyard below. With practised grace he landed on his feet and stood tall to confront his enemies, cold determination etched on his face. The master armourer staggered up, struggling with a wounded leg, and stood by Ezio. Who are these people he breathed. Oh, said the young man in black, we havent introduced ourselves. How remiss of us. But I course I know you, Ezio Auditore, if only by repute. Such a pleasure. At last I shall be able to remove the biggest thorn in my side. After your dear uncle, of course. Step back from him, Cesare! One eyebrow went up and the dark eyes blazed in the handsome, flawed face. Oh, how flattered I am that youve guessed my name correctly. But let me present my sister, Lucrezia. He turned to nuzzle the blonde in a most unbrotherly way as she squeezed his arm and pressed her lips dangerously close to his mouth. And my close associates Juan Borgia, cousin, friend and banker; my dear French ally, General Octavien de Valois, and, last but not least, my indispensable righthand man, Micheletto da Corella. What would I do without my friends And your fathers . Bad joke, my friend. As Cesare spoke, his troops moved like ghosts into the citadel. Ezio was powerless to stop them as his own men hopelessly outnumbered were swiftly overcome and disarmed. But Im a good soldier, and part of the fun is choosing efficient support, Cesare continued. I must admit I didnt think youd be quite such a pushover. But of course, you arent getting any younger, are you Ill kill you, Ezio said evenly. Ill wipe you and your kind from the face of the earth. Not today you t, said Cesare, smiling. And just look what Ive got, courtesy of your uncle. A gloved hand delved into a pouch at his side and from it he produced, to Ezios horror, the Apple! Useful gadget, said Cesare, smiling thinly. Leonardo da Vinci, my new military advisor, tells me he already knows quite a lot about it, so Im hoping hell enlighten me further, which Im sure he will if he wants to keep his head on his shoulders. Artists! Ten a penny, as Im sure youd agree.