Will watches, horrified, as his Dad falls. He struggles against the strong arms of Little John, and it is a mark of his anger that John can't hold him alone. Robin helps to hold him back. They are shouting at him, telling him the many reasons that he can't kill the sheriff, but right now, none of those reasons matter. And then Djaq is there, touching him, comforting him. And then he sees Luke, alone and just as shocked. He goes to him and holds him. They are there until someone breaks their grief to take them to Pitt Street. Will no longer cares what the Sheriff is doing or what the hurry is. He only goes, practically carrying Luke. They reach the street that Robin is so desperate to reach, and Will only sits. Slowly the grief and shock is replaced by a numbing anger. Anger against the Sheriff, for killing him, anger against his Dad for being so foolish, anger with himself for not going with him, anger with Robin for not doing something. And as the anger consumes him, he makes his plan. The first step is to fool Robin. That is easily done, and soon they are on their way out. The second step, abandoning Luke, is not as easy. But Will does it, asking forgiveness for what he is about to do even as he does it. He leaves and heads for the castle. His patience is gone, his good sense is gone, and all he wants is revenge, no matter what the consequences. The getting of the poison is easy, as is knocking out the servant. Will's heart is racing as he enters the room. His blood boils as the Sheriff laughs at him and his Dad, but he controls himself and makes it out. Once the doors are closed, he releases his breath. The Sheriff has taken the bait. And then Djaq comes. Will apologizes in his mind as he shoves her into the room. He cannot let the Sheriff live. And then Robin arrives. Will, for the first time, stands apart from the gang, against them instead of with them. He wonders for a second if he has done the right thing. He is thinking aloud, telling them what he has done. It hurts him to see the fear in their eyes. They are afraid of him, afraid of what he might do. He is still thinking when Robin grabs the poison. "No! Robin!" he cries, but it is too late. Robin has made his point. Will finally sees what he has done, what he is doing. I cannot do this. Robin's pain bursts his anger, and he knows what he must do. He hates the blame he sees in the others' eyes, but he is going to fix it. Allan's hand is forgiving against his back as he runs to get Djaq. She is angry, but comes when he tells her it is Robin. They run to the Sheriff's room, only to find that Robin has faked it all. Will supposes it is payback for his earlier deceit to Robin. And yet, the point stands. Will kneels down and performs the one task he thought he would never do; saving the Sheriff's life. True to character, the Sheriff calls for guards at once, with no thanks or compassion. Will hates him as he runs away, but it is because of Robin that he can run away. They flee the castle, running between a crowd of cheering townspeople. They are cheering for Robin, but Will knows that he is Robin Hood. They are all Robin Hood. And Will knows that that is what truly matters.