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"Better hurry Locien... The queen is in dire peril along with the other person I want you to save." The seeker's voice came into his mind as Locien approached the rooftop of a tower in the castle.

"Don't rush me!" Was the only reply Locien could give before concentrating on finding a direct route into the throne room. He slowly turned his gaze to a large skylight on the roof of the main building. "Hmmm..."

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Inael and Rania and several of the remaining loyal guards attacked the attackers in unison as they saw them charging. But these attackers seemed to seethe with black magic, how could she fight all of them? The attackers seemed to quickly gain the upper hand as the guards were being slain left and right. Rania decided to jump over the wall of guards and in front of Queen Fae to shield her with her body as best she could if possible. "I won't let you die your Majesty, without you who'd lead us?" She asked as she then pulled out her bow and started shooting arrows at the attackers, one managing to hit one in the head and another on the shoulder. That's two out of the fight, three more to go.

Then she saw Inael getting run through by the attacker with a spear. Her eyes widened in horror as the remaining guards stood shocked. Then a minor jolt of pain from Azmirian jolted up her arm, Momentarily distracting her as one of the attackers tossed a knife into her shoulder. She screamed in pain as the guards were now going into a panic. Despite the pain Rania stood her ground. "I am Rania, daughter of Isaac Birviel of the noble house of Birviel. I won't let you kill the queen, even if my life was thrown away into doing it! May the gods shred you till you have nothing left but your bones!" She shouted in anger at the attackers.

One of the three attackers was simply laughing about it before the sound of breaking glass above made him look up. That was his most fatal mistake as a Dark Elvish sword ran through his neck. Locien landed on top of his kill as he pulled his silver blade that bared the runes that spelled his clan name out of the now struggling corpse. "The Seeker sends his greetings assassins. But now his messenger must also say goodbye. What nerve! You attack the city to assassinate the queen and you expect me to let you live?" He asked in a very cold voice.

"I should just simply not only offer your lives to the Seeker, I must also offer up your souls to the Demon Queen Drezia herself." The dark elf stated as he pulled off his cloak, revealing the dark blue and silver combat armor within and charged at them, ready to slice another foe in half if need be. "Seeker's breath why'd I mention her?! It's not that I loathe her... but still! Just mentioning her gives me the creeps...." Locien thought as he sliced at an attacker before turning to the wounded Rania and Queen Fae. "Hang on a second, I'll get you out of here when I'm done with these blokes."

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Zoron was breathing fire on the attackers below on the other side of the city walls whilst also doing his best to hold off the black dragons. "Seeker's breath." The green dragon said in exhaustion. "These guys should know when to quit. Hopefully Locien can rescue who he needs to rescue and then we can get out of here."