The butler stood there. He didn't say a word, but his eyes told Aren everything.
"Is he another fight?" Leon asked, stepping forward.
"Stop moving," Aren said. His voice was sharp and stern. It made Leon stop immediately.
Leon looked at Aren's face and could instantly tell that Aren was worried about this man. He looked at the butler again. There didn't seem to be anything special about him.
"What's up, do you know him?" Leon asked, but before Aren could respond, the dude in white lunged forward. He was an impulsive dude. His blade moved before his brain. It showed when he first attacked the maid and then the chef, but they didn't notice it, and now he did the same.
Aren saw the dude move. He immediately yelled, "Noooo, get away!"
His voice fell on deaf ears as the dude thrust his sword right for the heart of the butler. The butler didn't move. His eyes stayed in place until the last moment. He looked down at the tip of the sword that was an inch away from his chest.
Clang!
