Steel vs steel
"You fight as well as a man' said the tired Phoebus.
The dark figured didn't speak but sped up the speed of the sword as the captain started getting more tired.
"It's best you give yourself up"..grunted Phoebus
"The minister is coming and rumors say even for his age...Damn" ! ...
Blood came from his arm. Phoebus has been cut unable to quick recover from the shock.
"You wicked beast" yelled frollo behind the masked figure

...
Immediately the dark figure turn around and lifted the sword over its head.
A steel sword was inches from the masked dark figured face.
" I shall sent you back to hell" yelled frollo. He moved his sword as if it was only a couple pounds.
A laugh came from the dark figure. doing so the minister got chills behind his spine hearing the soft evil of the dark figured voice.
Both swords cling to each other as both fought with all their power and will.

"This old man is fast" though the dark figure .
The dark figure saw the fire in frollos eyes and decided it was time to leave.
I moved like the water and swiftly got closer to the darkest corner.
"Perfect"I said softly
I grabbed the red ball on my pouch and slammed it on the ground.
The ball exploded and released a smoke and powder that had the everyone coughing.
(Cough) (cough)
"Where are you demon"!? Said Frollo angrily.
I passed the coughing minister and guards and even the captain himself who try to see through the smoke.
"Where did he go" coughed the minister
" I don't know sir" coughed Phoebus
"The black angel" ! Screamed someone outside.
Gypsies and Paris citizens gather outside the house of justice and watch as the dark figured jumped from roof to roof disappearing into the darkness .
To the surprise of Claude Frollo
Some people started to applause.
Go away ! Yelled some guards and soldiers.
Shoving and pushing people away from the scene.
"If I see any gypsies past midnight the punishment with be DEATH" ! Said Minister Frollo.
The citizens ran to the comfort of their homes and gypsies disappearing into the darkness of alleys.
Trembling the minister was In rage for the mockery and sin that has been committed in a matter of hours.
"Sir are you alright" ? ...said Phoebus.
(Whispers)
"Excuse me sir"
I said ...I WANT THAT DEMON DEAD !
The soldiers and the captain himself back away.
"...rr...right sir"
Frollo was breathing heavy and eyes filled with so much wrath.
"Men start the search"! "Look everywhere" ! the captain order to the rest of the soldiers and guards.
Claude Frollo fixed himself and grabbed his horse.
" Am heading home " said Frollo angrily.
"Tomorrow is festival of fools...and we are all obligated to go".
"Yes sir" replied Phoebus. The captains was leaving when suddenly minister Frollo spoke again.
"Oh and Phoebus"...
"Yes sir"
"Tomorrow be ready because their will be a war tomorrow.."
finishing that statement minister Claude Frollo disappear in night with his black steed.
Leaving a nasty taste on Phoebus mouth about what he said moments ago.

" God have mercy on us" whisper Phoebus.