Holy Beast Saintess 65 One Arrow

The group with the prince were nearing their destination when they left the crowd completely.

The run down shop that the miracle doctor lived in was within their reach but they still had to deal with those chasing them.

"There is a path over there where n.o.body seems to be, lets fight them." The prince ordered spotting a dark and narrow path.

"But sir if we step in then if there is anyone at the other side of the path then we will be trapped." The guard stated his thoughts.

"Four of you are injured, we are being chased by at least 5 others with strength of at least 3rd to 5th spirit gathering. We need a narrow path to keep our formation so we can deal with what comes at us. If we fight in the open they will try to seperate us and take the the chance to attack me and my sister." The prince ordered the guards.

Truthfully the prince cared most about his own safety, although he had the strength of a 5th spirit gathering in his 30's he was often pampered and had little life and death experiences.

He had sparred with others, even injured them during training but because he never truly fought against anyone who had aimed at his life he was not dealing with the current situation well.

He would much rather leave the fighting to his guards, he had to also keep his sister from harm because he would be the one to blame if she got hurt.

The guards strength was around his own strength and the head guard was 7th spirit gathering stage but because of the other four guards being injured they could not fight for long.

They quickly ran into the narrow path and set up a formation around the prince protecting him tightly waiting for those who were chasing to catch up.

The attackers looked upon the guards and the prince with cold and empty eyes, these people were clearly trained a.s.sa.s.sins who kill without mercy unlike the previous clumsy and weak group.

Four of them clashed swords, while the strongest of the group stood back and watched with emotionless eyes.

One of the guards had suffered from a sword wound and had become very tired, he was pale from the loss of so much blood so he could not be of much help to the prince at this time.

The leader of the a.s.sa.s.sins took a bow and fired an arrow during the battle straight towards the injured guard and hit his head killing him.

He always took out the weak links first in his line of work, helping reduce the enemies numbers as fast as possible to gain the advantage.

It wasn't that the guard was a huge threat to him but those on the verge of death have nothing to lose and are often very dangerous when they know they are going to die.

They no longer care about their own lives and risk their very last breaths on taking an enemy down with them to help those who still have hope of living.

Especially guards who have been brought up since birth to be loyal towards protecting the royal family, all of their guards are always ready to put their lives on the line.

Four guards, five a.s.sa.s.sins, one cowardly prince and a weak princess left alive.

One guard dead suffering a heavy wound from a short sword and an arrow to his head.