"Who's Eyrin?" Ningtin asked, drawing closer.
"Just someone who tailed us from Tamil State.I can't believe he followed us here" Lady Pherna replied.
Prince Khane's curiosity got the better of him,he leaned in to Arnin and asked in a low tone "Arnin, do you think he'll reveal his status here?"
Arnin's lips curled into a smirk. "That would be suicidal. He knows he can't, and if he thinks he can, he's ignorant. The moment people in Essed find out who he is, he won't survive the day. They'll kill him before dawn if he dares.
If he's knowledgeable,good for him"
Just then, a man intervened facing outside, "You dare look for trouble here?" Two men leaped forward,going outside with their swords drawn.
Prince Eyrin strode towards the door, while Lourix and Palov were in front of him. The sound of clashing swords and grunts filled the air as Palov and Lourix fought off the attackers protecting Prince Eyrin.
Prince Khane's curiosity remained. "I don't understand, why won't he survive if he reveals his status?"
Arnin explained in a low tone, "He's the son of the traitor emperor. Essed opposes Emperor Vexar's reign. They have the means to rebel but lack a rightful heir to take the throne."
Ningtin's eyes widened. "That Eyrin is Prince Eyrin? Ha! Alsan doesn't support his reign either, but we must follow him. Here's an idea: let's announce his true identity, and these angry men will divert their anger."
Lady Pherna some in a low tone to Prince Khane, "It's fortunate you're here, Prince Khane. You can report to the authorities that you're the imperial prince, the only son of the former emperor and rightful heir to the throne."
Ningtin's eyes narrowed. "What? First, you said you weren't Nameless but Khaillian, and now you're Prince Khane? It's hard to believe."
Just then, Lourix and Palov entered, having finished dispatching the two men. Prince Eyrin followed, his gaze sweeping the room.
He locked eyes with Prince Khane and the others before looking away and approaching a table.
Palov pulled out a chair, and Prince Eyrin sat, his back to the room. Palov and Lourix stood guard, swords at the ready.
A patron shouted, "Young man, if you want to dine, go elsewhere! We're in the middle of something."
Prince Eyrin's movements were deliberate as he placed his hands together, intertwining his fingers. His voice was icy. "Who are you to command me?"he said,his eyes soulless.
"This..." the man began, but was cut off.
"Lad, you can either fight Nameless with us or join Nameless and his friends, and we'll fight you too. Choose!" another man declared.
Prince Eyrin's gaze shifted to the speaker, a smirk spreading across his face. "Another one who thinks he can command me."
He shook his head. "I choose neither side."
The man snarled, "Then you shall die!" Four men charged, swords thrusting towards Prince Eyrin.
Eyrin grinned, nodding. Lourix and Palov leaped forward, defending Prince Eyrin against the attackers.
Arnin whispered urgently, "Let's escape, now!" But their path was blocked by more men.
Inside the inn, chaos erupted. Lourix and Palov fought off four men while Arnin, Ningtin, Lady Pherna, and her bodyguard battled the rest.
Lady Pherna's bodyguard protected her amidst the fray.
Prince Khane was left vulnerable until a man targeted him. "Nameless, unarmed. But your internal force is strong. Show me your best."
The man swung his sword, and Prince Khane prepared to face him.
Prince Khane felt eyes on him, then turned towards Prince Eyrin. Their eyes met, and Prince Khane looked back at the man who wanted to attack him.
Prince Eyrin stared at him, waiting to see how he would protect himself. In his mind, despite knowing Prince Khane couldn't defend himself, he wouldn't step in. It was as if he was watching how he would die.
Prince Khane threw tables and chairs towards the man, and the man slashed each one with his sword. Prince Khane wanted to grab another table, but there were none nearby.
The man grinned and swept his sword horizontally, using his internal force, but Prince Khane dodged it by jumping and backflipping, recalling the fighting scene between Arnin and Ningtin. However, he didn't have a sword, so he dodged and moved behind the man.
The man turned to strike him, but Prince Khane bent backward and then held the man's wrist tightly, restraining the hand holding the sword.
The man was unable to use that hand, so he decided to use his other hand to strike. Immediately, Prince Khane spotted a nearby stool. He stepped on it; the stool shifted slightly. Then, he backflipped with the man, and the man's body hit the ground like a shield.
Arnin, who was watching while fighting, smiled with satisfaction. "Good!"
"It's just because the man is dim-witted","Prince Eyrin remarked,observing the mayhem.
"As Prince Khane pinned the man down, grasping his wrist like a vice, the sound of clashing steel and bursting internal force shook the inn's foundations."
Another attacker leaped towards prince khane.
But Prince Khane anticipated the new threat, his gaze snapping upward to meet the attacker's. With a fluid motion, he wielded the subdued man as a shield, swinging him into the oncoming assailant."
The man was hit.
"Ningtin's glanced at prince Eyrin and decided to expose him 'The seated one, he is—'"
"'Ningtin no!, Just because the parents wrong, does not mean that the child is to be blamed' Prince Khane said to ningtin, his voice ringing through the chaos. 'To slay the child would make us equally culpable.'"
" That is not a child!,he's a youth like you.And you don't know what he is like!."Ningtin yelled.
Prince Eyrin watched, intrigued.He listened to the words from Prince khane. His lips curling into a subtle smile as he stood up.
He looked around'This inn shall soon lie in ruins.'"he said as he walked away.
"With a swift stride, he exited, calling out to his loyal guards, 'Palov! Lourix!'"