Jezin gritted his teeth. "I'll leave you to him, then, and we shall see just how good your deed was." Jezin raised the blade a bit higher when Thomas raised his chin away from Harmony's tip. A slight smirk crossed his face when Thomas devolved into throwing insults. "You're welcome to give your regards to every woman I've ever put in the grave, Thomas." He maintained his glare at Thomas. "Karl Leid and his entourage are none of my concern." He turned the blade again. "My concern is the fact that you have smashed another person's head into a stone wall until they fucking died." He took a step back, smirking at Thomas' last statement. "Careful what you say. A street urchin would slit your throat where you stand." He motioned for Thomas to come out. "Let's go to Sir Redwyne. If you make the slightest move towards one of the knives on the floor I will put this sword through your back faster than you can blink." He motioned behind him. "Sophia, come along. Stay behind me."