"Cassian," Dareon whispered to Hubert, his eyes peering to the far right, where a bunch of knights blocked a stature of a young man. In front of them were merchants of silky attire.
"I know," Hubert replied simply.
"What are you waiting for?! Guards!" the knight atop the horse shouted once again, his orders hadn't yet been carried out by the two guards.
"Y-yes, sir!" the first guard said, it was clear from his sweaty and oily face. Stepping forward, he tilted his halberd forward, pointing it at Hubert.
The second guard nodded, his pupils shaking as his hands trembled, holding the halberd he pointed at Dareon.
"Take care of them," Hubert said to Dareon, who, with glaive in hand, nodded, before lunging forward.
Woosh!
In a matter of seconds, Dareon passed the guards like a slithering snake, landing right in front of the knight's view.
Thud
Thud
