Assassination (1)

They had made it to a little distance from the scene when three men blocked their path. 

"What's the rush?" The one who stepped forward seemed to be their leader. 

Lareina was no expert in judging experts but she knew one when she saw one. The man in front gave her a similar feeling to that of Rune, if not superior.

Azrael placed a hand behind his back and glanced at the three men nonchalantly, ''I am having a busy night, gentlemen. You should fine me another day for your own sake.'' 

''Since when did the great second prince become so long winded?" The man in the lead burst out in laughter, ''We are by no measures gentlemen.'' 

Azrael's lips curved up in a cold smile, ''You would be one if you don't ruin our night.'' 

''Your Highness, you should blame yourself for provoking the wrong person!" As the man spoke, he had already jumped in the air.