At David's command, the guards made their way towards Nicholas. Nicholas pushed Luciana to a safe corner and unsheathed his sword.
The sound of swords clanging against each other and bodies falling could be heard in the next moment, but Nicholas' breath was becoming labored. There was something wrong with him; he could feel it. His strength had dwindled. So much so that he could only feel about 5 percent of his previous strength.
He blocked a sword aiming for his neck with expertise and kicked the man away with his leg before stabbing him through his stomach. He pulled out the sword, and the blood dripped out.
But his knees buckled, causing him to sway on his feet.
David saw Nicholas' predicament and smiled.