Kyle notices two pairs of familiar mana running toward him, and the head knight tenses at the incoming presence.
Her instincts take over, and before she can process who they are, she unsheathes her sword and moves to strike.
A sharp clang of metal against metal rings through the air.
Kyle has already moved, intercepting her attack with his own blade.
With one hand, he blocks her strike, and with the other, he maintains a firm grip on the young assassin, ensuring the boy cannot take advantage of the commotion to escape.
The head knight's eyes widen in shock, realizing her mistake.
She steps back and quickly composes herself, her grip tightening on her sword as she takes a steadying breath.
"Tch. You should announce yourselves properly."
She says, her voice gruff to hide her embarrassment.
Her words sounded harsh, but it was just her way of trying to calm herself down and access the situation.
