As Solomon ever so slowly approached, he found himself to be more terrified now than he was moments ago just fighting them. He turned back to Rose and Amalthea, trying to give them a confident look, but his eyes went from Amalthea's sword back to her eyes, trying to tell her without words to be ready for whatever happened.

When he got a few feet away, he showed the Mark to them. It will be all the more visible now. He put his staff in a defensive position, making sure it covered the arm he extended to them, as he half expected the man to grab his arm and have his compatriot lop it off. 

"See? I don't care much for fighting you assassins, and I highly suggest you turn around and go back the way you came. I will not gloat, and there will be no shame in a wise retreat on your part." He said with a tone that did well to hide that he was using all the strength in his body not waver.