"I'm the best Assassin!" protested Federico as he raced across the rooftops of Firenze, heading for the statue they had designated as the finish line.

"You're wrong," panted Ezio as he took a short-cut across a perilously balanced arrangement of cranes and hanging platforms, "I'm the best Assassin!"

"You're both wrong," Claudia said she as appeared from behind the statue and leaned nonchalantly on its shoulder. "I'm the best Assassin of them all."