Departure

He, the old man, the vice commander of the Royal guardians- smiled.

Yes, she was right. From what he had inferred from her speech, there was another enemy standing by. And that person went after the Royal Advisor when he was completely unprotected. Moreover, the assassin turned into a monster.

He had no excuses. He had failed. Even if Adrian stayed close by, he would not have been able to protect him. He himself was barely able to survive against the grey furred creature and that cheeky archer.

He heaved out a sigh, accepting his fate, as he watched a silvery white magic circle appearing before her palm. He did nor retort, nor did he want to.

From the Duchess's countenance, he knew that he did not fail his last ever mission; Adrian Darkheart, the Royal Advisor of his beloved nation was safe.

*Whoosh* *Whistle* *Grr*

A tornado-like drill formed in before the hovering angel, it's extremity pointing at him below.