~ Third Person's Point of View ~
Alice suddenly felt the pain and liquid flowing from her neck. She gasped as she wasn't prepared for what had transpired.
She grasped the sword with enough strength as she planned to make a move. To defeat the enemy and to show the world her real identity.
"Withdraw your weapons and let the woman escape! If you want to live still, then you shall relinquish my orders!" He said in a low yet heightened voice.
The man gave him an abrupt laugh and said, "An ancient, foolish treaty! You won't delude us by your promises, young Master! I will slash her neck and all of you shall fall into your knees in front of your honour!"
He was referring to the noblewoman who's standing still at the middle of the barrack. There was a wide, satirical smile on her face while witnessing a breathtaking commotion.
