Lucius Foss ☺ Guildless ☺ C-Rank
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Though the mage would never admit it, Rokuro coming in and attacking the bodyguard was convenient. His pride would never allow this sort of behavior, it already didn't like the fact that he apologized. He is a psychopathic assassin that takes advantage of people for his own personal needs, he didn't ever apologize unless he was within an act. Taking this small breather break to hug his stomach and side, no his gash from way earlier, that one of the guard gave him, did not suddenly vanish, and the punch injured it even more so. Making it bleed again, he tried to stop it with his one hand, but to no avail. He would have to deal with this damn injury later. Seeing as the redhead got sent down the hall, he continued fight the well built, noble woman's body guard. Swinging his leg at the woman's armor, didn't work so well, especially one she grabbed his ankle and started to crush it bare handed. Going through the pain he twisted his entire body, lifting his other leg in the air and kicking her in the side of the face. This let him get his leg back, though when he tried to set it on the ground a sharp, fiery pain was sent up. Great, it was broken, forcing himself to stand on this leg and the other to have a firm stance he landed a few more solid punches on her.
Rokuro got back into battle after walking over with a loud annoying screeching sound across the marble, probably just as irking as nails across chalk board, if not more so. Jumping back to let him continue the fight for a little bit, and letting himself gain his breath. Though he was only able to do this for a moment when he was shouted at to make the last hit on the guard. Pulling out his switchblade, flicking it open and transforming it at the same time. He swung at the guard, right at the place where that armor had finally gotten to its breaking point. Hitting her with a very strong hit, the scythe and armor pierced her chest open together. Finally she
was dead, or at least very close to it. As she bled out of her chest, the green haired guildless dark mage turned and walked back over towards Rokuro who held their captive. Well you could call it walking, but it was more limping or hobbling, due to his now, broken ankle. Hugging he stomach he let out a sigh "Let's get the hell out of here" Lucius said to the other assassin as he started to lead them out of there. He heard whimpering from the girl, who just stared at the corpse of her most trusted attendant.
As they made their way to another exit, whatever one that may be, they headed down some stairs. Hugging his stomach his his handless arm, he used to railing to help him get down without to much pain from his ankle. Which had been screaming at him every time he tried to walk on it since he got it broken. On their way down they encountered a butler, who in a ad attempt, tried to save their mistress. In reply to this Lucius jumped from the steps, and let himself fall onto the butler. Though when they landed, he was bleeding out of the head, the green haired teen decided to make sure he was dead. Checking this by stabbing him repeatedly in the chest until his friend made it all the way down the stairs. "Your dealing with the next one, if another one comes" he said. And just as he did, guess want, another employee came. This servant stood in their way to leaving, of which Lucius was not all that happy about.
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