[i]It seems that the attack had worked,[/i] the assassin concluded, with him witnessing the events that had led to the vampire being rendered unconscious. As the figure slumped onto the ground, Ixion released his left hand from the sword to catch the recoiling knife, sheathing it in front of the guards. There were a few things that he had noticed when he fended off his target. First of all, the guards didn’t recognize him from his previous contract, which he concluded that they either they are still unaware of what had transpired or they know of it but they don’t know who had done it. This certainly would give him some time to distance himself from those events long enough for him to leave the city. The second thing that he noticed was what the sword had done while defending the guards. While he was unaware of the light that was emanating from the skull on the hilt, he was aware that there was a pinkish glow coming from the black stones that are in the blade itself. This only raises more questions as to what the stones were.

However, he had to push that thought to the side when the leader of the guards spoke. He was slightly amused at the language and expression that the guard took on after what they had seen sunk in. He acknowledged the complement that I’on had given him, but he also noticed the penin looking at the sword as well. [i]I wonder if he is getting a feeling from this sword?[/i] he mused, his thoughts pondering back to the mystery surrounding the weapon. Again, he pushed those thoughts to one side and thought about the situation at hand. There was the matter of suddenly appearing in between the guards and the vampire and the tense atmosphere that came with that sudden outburst.

Ixion sheathed the sword, turning towards the guards. He raised both of his arms gingerly, indicating a sign of peace towards the guards. “Relax,” he started, his throat dry from the lack of water. “I am no threat to you. I do want to apologize for my friend though. We are all still edgy after being attacked by a powerful foe, one capable of magic.” The assassin looked towards I’on in the hopes that the penin would back him up on his words. After a brief moment, he turned back to the corporal of the guards, “I don’t think any of us wants a further transgression, seeing as I am currently in no condition to do as such. Wouldn’t you agree, I’on?”