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A smile found it's way to the man's lips and he couldn't help but grin at Loki's audacity. As the girl got into position at his back Eos couldn't help but feel...relieved. Complete again. Those assassins at his side of the field were not nearly as cautious of their quarry as Loki's opponents were, and all drew knives and dirks, any weapon to stab with. All at once the five attackers came in aiming to make a pincushion out of the Hand. Eos had no time to assess the situation and instinct took over. He leaned back slightly, shifting a small portion of his weight onto Loki and planted his left leg on the ground, bringing the other around in a swift arc.

The five assassins drew back, but not before three were disarmed and one clutching a damaged wrist. It was too late anyway: They were in his range of attack now. In this lapse in defense Eos shifted back into a standing position and met the nearest foe's face with a friendly balled fist that flattened her nose into a bloody mess. Another step and Eos had his hand shooting out in a jab to the sternum. The unfortunate target of the punch stumbled backwards several steps and yelped, doubling over in pain. Eos was crouched now and kicking at the kneecap of his third foe. The man cried out and went down with a wet crack clutching his awkwardly bent leg. The final two assilants on his side of the circle hopped out of Eos's effective range.

Still, his message had been sent. They were drawing more brutal weaponry and circling with wary glares. A rough shove forward sent the two dancing back again, mistaking his stumble for a lunge. Eos glanced back and wheeled around to see the bear of a man trying to crush Loki, at least from his point of view. A two-finger thrust to the base of the skull and one bloody gap in the man's flesh later, Loki's attacker was on the ground. Catching a glimpse of the edged wounds in the fellow's chest though, Eos was unsure of who dealt the killing blow. A sudden exhalation caught the fighter's attention and Eos wheeled back around ducking slightly and landed a punch squarely in the black-clad man's neck.

Eos heard a hollow crunch as the windpipe collapsed under the force of the blow. The man's momentum sent him tumbling to the ground in a nerve-shocked heap. Stepping back again to feel Loki's leg against his, just to make sure she was still there, Eos finally responded without turning. "That makes four and a half now. About that bet though...i'd much rather have a chat over some of that cold stuff you nobles are always eating nowadays...what was it? Iced cream?" while enjoying that, he could poke the young princess's brain and glean some information about the current Guild works. Although Amon didn't show it, the girl made it obvious she thought she had some sway over him. This brought on another smile as Eos patted away a sweep of another foe's mace.