Mr. Fang just stood behind the elves and watched them play. Obviously, these people had completed the script of the show.
"Now, get ready."
"Do you see that place?" Sala pointed up. "That spot is good; we'll go up there later."
Controlling a female assassin, Sala got up to the roof and advanced to the direction of the Pantheon.
Other elves followed her closely.
"Are you guys ready?" Elder Sewell asked.
"In a minute. Elder, you can go out now. We'll find good shooting positions." The elves killed some templar knights on the roof facing away from the street; these people were blocking their way. Professionally, they sneaked into the best positions they could find.
"I'll walk out now!" Elder Sewell yelled.
"Okay! Okay!"
They worked together in a seamless and harmonious way.
When the pope's carriage team came, Elder Sewell controlled Ezio to stride out from the hiding place.