Black Suit

Returned the watch to his pocket in deliberate calm. Maverick said, "Your lord wouldn't have come to Nottingham unless there was something of particular interest here."

The leader snorted, recovering some of his defiance. He turned to his men, shouting, "Kill them!"

The remaining men lunged at Maverick. His brow furrowed in irritation, his patience clearly wearing thin.

Sheathing his silver blade, Maverick grabbed one man by the collar and delivered a powerful punch that sent him sprawling. 

With a swift kick, he knocked another man off his feet, tossing him aside as if he weighed nothing. 

Moving like a shadow, Maverick closed the distance between himself and the leader in an instant, tackling him to the ground. 

The cold edge of Maverick's blade pressed against the man's throat as he glared down at him. "I'm at my limit with your stubbornness," he growled.