*Bam*
Hal had just landed another punch on one of the others while the rest tried to band together before going after him.
Clearly, he was picking them off one by one and therein lay his advantage. Once that was taken away, he would become useless.
That was what they thought.
There were only six still conscious and among them was the one who instigated the whole thing; Arlet.
He also happened to be the farthest away from the action.
Not out of cowardice or fear.
It was so far he could study Hal and map patterns in his attacks before striking when his guard was down.
Another carriage pulled outside of the building and out if it came Penelope who frowned lightly at the convergence of a few dignitaries outside of the building.
Something had clearly gotten their attention.
She moved closer and beheld the sight of Hal battling against six or more accurately five experts whose green robes signaled them as Runemasters.
