“She is fast.” Genevieve thought in mid air as she smirked.
“She actually managed to hardened her face in the nick of time.” Genevieve thought as she fell backwards but the second her feet touched the floor, Genevieve felt the axe that was previously stuck to the space between the Queen’s door coming backwards.
“Is that Mjolnir?” Genevieve asked in astonishment as she quickly dodged.
Following the axe with her eyes, Genevieve noticed that chains were connected to the two axes the large woman held and Genevieve smirked as the large woman took on a defensive stance.
“I won’t ask again.” The large woman said as she gripped her two axes tightly.
“Who are you and what are you doing next to the Queen’s bedroom?” the large woman asked coldly.
Near Princess Evelyn’s room.
King Valer.
“I knew she would be trouble!” King Valer muttered in fury.
“Just three days in the castle and she is already caused such a mess.” The King muttered as he paced.
“What a budersome girl she is.” The King muttered and the Queen was quick to comfort him by rubbing his chest.
“Calm down.” The Queen muttered as she held the King’s arm.
“I would like nothing more for her to disappear and never come back.” The Queen muttered with a fierce look in her eyes.
“But the nobility are aware of her presence.” The Queen muttered as the soldiers canvased Princess Evelyn’s room and patrolled every inch of the hall to look for clues.
“If she were to go missing now, all of nobility will point fingers at us.” The Queen said quietly and the King gritted his teeth.
“Your Majesty, your Majesty.” a servant said as he ran towards the King but the soldiers blocked him.
“You dare run towards the King when the princess just went missing?” The King’s right hand man, Sir Ferguson asked in anger.
“Have mercy, your Majesty.” the servant said in fear as he bowed immediately.
“Rise.” The King said with a sigh and the servant got up immediately.
“So?” The King prompted the servant.
“What did you come to report?” the King asked calmly and the servant began to tremble from the amount of eyes on him.
“In the North West region of the castle.” the servant said shakily.
“In the North West region of the castle all the guards have passed out cold!
the servant declared quickly as he closed his eyes.
“What?!” The King yelled in confusion.
“Ferguson!” The King yelled and the King’s right hand man saluted.
“Gather your men and come with me to the North West region of the castle.” The King yelled but just as the soldiers fell into step behind him another servant ran towards the King from the opposite direction.
“Your Majesty, the South Eastern Region has been breeched!” a servant said at the same time a huge boom shook the castle.
Outside the Queen’s bedroom Princess Evelyn “Who are you and what are you doing next to the Queen’s bedroom?” the large woman asked coldly but Genevieve didn’t answer as she sized the large woman up.
Enhancement type magicians are magicians that use magic to enhance a particiular part of the body.
From having stronger legs, faster speed, arms like logs and eyesight far sharper than a natural human, enhancement type magicians are ranked at the top when it comes to force but Genevieve couldn’t care less about their reputation.
“A butter knife?” the large woman said with a scoff as Genevieve brought out a butter knife.
“I thought you were quite skilled to get here, but I guess I was mistaken.” The large woman said calmly as she prepared herself to attack.
“Give up and I will give you a swift death.” The large woman said with confidence.
“There is no way a butter knife would be able to wound me.” The large woman said as she glared but Genevieve paid her words no mind as she jumped and cut a clean line across the large woman’s eyes.
“Pain.” Genevieve thought as the large woman screamed.
“Is a powerful inhibitor.” Genevieve thought as the hardened parts of the large woman’s body disappeared in an instant.
“If adapted to, pain can be a powerful driving source.” Genevieve thought as she muttered “Secret skill.” “But I wont give you that luxury.” Genevieve thought as she muttered “A thousand cuts.” During her days as an assassin, Genevieve picked up many things.
Some were self taught and some were even used on her by her opponents but there was one skill that targeted the ligaments on every part of the body that Genevieve was terribly fond of and it’s name was “A thousand cuts”.
After cutting off every ligament in the large woman in less than a minute, the large woman’s legs gave up at the same time her hands could no longer hold her weapons.
Like a sack of potatoes the large woman dropped and Genevieve wasted no time as she stomped on the large woman’s windpipe effectively breaking her neck.