The three other men looked absolutely horrified when they saw Laz's gaze. As they had backed up when the black robed protectors appeared, they didn't suffer any wounds. But still, one would think that someone had killed their parents from the looks on their faces.
Laz closed in and stopped, looking up at the first one. Seeing the man look down at him, even if his face was one of absolute fear, didn't make Laz feel good. So instead of talking up to him, Laz swung forth and hit the man in his stomach with only enough force to cause him to fall to his knees and vomit. Laz's quick side step spared his shoes from the splatter.
"I don't like looking up at idiots," Laz said, looking at the other two.
They dropped to their own knees without needing his help.
"Hey. Those four?" Laz said to Ivana before motioning to the four protectors who seemed to want to flee but at the same time didn't want to flee.
