The fight broke out between the two parties with a sudden clash of steel and a roar of fury.
The guards attacked Adrian with their swords, wagging skillful slashes toward him in rapid succession. But Adrian wasn't inferior in the least. He had the skill of a seasoned warrior, and the sword in his hands moved like an extension of his body. In moments he sent the guards to their knees, their backs and faces hitting the cold floor.
In less than a single minute, he had taken the last guard down to his knees. Adrian placed the sharp edge of his sword against the man's neck and smiled while turning his piercing gaze toward Marquis Dean.
"So? What did you say again?" he demanded, voice low but deadly.
Marquis Dean smirked. "I guess you got your strength back. You seem pretty agile today. But that doesn't mean you'll get away with anything."
