Kovacs takes thick blankets and throws them toward Ezio when he appears. It's an old fool's trick, and Kovacs doesn't expect much of it when he uses the momentary confusion to punch Ezio's still-healing nose.
Before the blankets have settled, Kovacs is back out another window, scampering up the wall to the sea of rooves awaiting him.
Ezio has to respect Kovacs' improvisation, even as thinks of him as a piece of shit for going for such cheap tricks in the first place. When the blanket flies at him, he jumps to hang from the balcony's awning, lifting his knees to catch the blanket and block a swing. By time Kovacs is off again, Ezio kicks the blanket down and carries on upward, onto the roof to resume the chase, his sense guiding him right back onto Kovacs' trail.
Kovacs runs, turns back, waits. How much can Ezio hear, underneath? How well does he know these rooves? Hiding behind a chimney, Kovacs aims to observe.
As he does so, he works carefully to take off his shoes as silently as possible.
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Before the blankets have settled, Kovacs is back out another window, scampering up the wall to the sea of rooves awaiting him.
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As he does so, he works carefully to take off his shoes as silently as possible.