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The mercenary blinked and lowered her weapon when the other three men were suddenly disarmed. So that was ‘haste’? The Earl was faster than she realized, but it was a good advantage in this case. Wolfin stood and walked over to the Methuselah, sparing a quick glance at the wounded men who were groaning in pain. She smiled at Ion and chuckled. “Thanks, Your Excellency. I—” A movement in the corner of her eye got her attention and she slammed her foot down, earning a pained yelp from the man who was reaching for his gun when his hand was stepped on.
“I really, really wouldn’t do that…” Her words came in a low growl and she shook her head slowly, glaring down at the startled Inquisition member. Wolfin moved her boot from his hand and pulled her leg back, suddenly kicking the man’s face. There was the sound of bone crunching and another cry of pain when the force of the blow broke his jaw. She turned back to Ion and grabbed his wrist. “Ах, боже мой… Let’s get out of here. They’ll call for backup.” Wolfin glanced around quickly before taking off down the hall; pulling the Earl along with her.
Ion had endured vigorous training with the Baron of Khartoum since Esther had set off from the Empire; determined to get stronger... yet this women's instincts seemed to perhaps be more adept then his own despite being a terran. He may have been faster then her, but her reactions in battle were unmistakably fierce. The thought of getting on her bad side from how she mercilessly took down those men made him shiver just slightly, but he was knocked out of his thoughts when he was jerked away with little warning.
The Methuselah followed as she lead, but had to ask, "Could those men be apart of the Inquisition? And where art thou taking us?" He questioned, keeping up with her pace. Ion didn't bother asking how they could have learned of his secret meeting because there was a little chance Wolfin would know. That may have been the case, but it plagued the Earl's mind as he feared yet another betrayal... but from whom?
Also, this was enemy territory... at least for now. While terran here called Methuselah "vampires" there was too few safe havens for his kind considering the last time he tried to speak to the Duchess and was eventually hunted down and almost caught. The Mercenary seemed knowledgeable enough, and realizing how limited his options were, he had no choice but to stay along side her if she was willing to help him.
