As everyone ran around, fighting and trying to survive, a small group of people gathered around one man, each carrying a weapon of choice.
And though they felt the pressing aura James unleashed and wanted nothing more than to leave the place, they had a job to do; and they had the numbers.
"Don't give him a chance to fight back, we go in fast and powerful," one of the head knights instructed the men and they responded with nods, their expressions dark and gloomy.
It was clear they were frightened by the aura James released and his sinister and piercing red eyes didn't help the matter.
James' focus was entirely on his former friends and wanted nothing more than to rip them apart, but something held him back.
His attention changed from the heirs and to the men who abruptly moved, coming at him in a semi-circular closed-in.
They bellowed out in an attempt to shake off the overwhelming aura as their weapons glowed from the infusion of their mana.
