Maressa and Chana both sat either side of one another pretending to look through the menu. They ignored the hustle and bustle flowing through the dining hall, their attention fully focused on Kalia and her team.
"Discretely ready yourself for battle, if she doesn't attack whomever her target is within the next five minutes you and I will go on the offensive. This sinner must not be allowed to leave here alive, no matter the cost." There was a frigid light in Maressa's eyes, she was willing to lay down her life to end the criminal that was Kalia.
Her sister Chana trembled for a second – taking in the full gravity of her sister's words- before returning a similar gaze. They would succeed or die trying.
Across the room Kalia sat with a clear view of the kitchen door. Beneath her cloak her body was primed and ready to pounce and an indistinct sliver of sweat dripped down her brow.
After 3 days of intelligence gathering she and her team were finally ready to take down their target. Such a task was really not easy given the amount of ronsos kicking about as well as the care and protection shown to the target but finally after dedicated research they had found the perfect moment to strike.
Whether any of them would succeded in escaping after the deed was done was a mystery and not important. This job came from the higher ups and needed to be achieved no matter the cost. Her superior even hinted that she should ensure that at least one person was captured which she was more than happy to do.
"Everyone ready, the target's about to exit." Kalia whisper into a small stone and a moment later several voices replied.
"Good here."
"No ronsos in sight good to go."
"Ready to break the southern mirror once target is down."
"Good, once the target exits and displays her back we'll attack as one, swift as a swallows."
""Swift as swallows""
The seconds seemed to stretch into eons as both Kalia's team and Maressa and Chana waited with bated breaths, their bodies growing tenser with every passing moment.
Creak.
Just when Maressa and Chana were about to strike Kalia the door to the kitchen opened and the air around Kalia and her team instantly changed.
"Thank you for the lesson head chef, bye everyone see you tomorrow." Nanna pushed open the kitchen door with a slightly tired expression, but she didn't forget to thank the chef and say goodbye to the people she worked with.
"Goodnight Nanna-chan." .net
"Do you have enough cookies you can take some more if you want."
"We'll focus of controlling the fire tomorrow see you then Nanna." Everyone bade farewell to the little angel with bright smiles.
"Bye bye little money pouch." Tanya sliced her daggers with immense speed, giving up the opportunity to activate a skill in leu of it. However that may have been a mistake.
The moment her daggers were about carve into Nanna's succulent white flesh a hand appeared from behind the kitchen door.
This hand though white and smooth radiated strength as it punctured through the door and grabbed onto the oncoming daggers, halting them firmly in place despite the edge cutting into the owner's skin.
Tanya suddenly got a very bad feeling and the next moment a pressure akin to the weight of a mountain and filled with wrath encapsulated her and everyone in the dining hall.
Tanya felt her skin crawl as the stench of death assailed her nostrils. She tried to pry away her daggers, but they wouldn't budge, and a chill seemed to be forcing its way through them in order to invade her hands.
"Fuc...." She didn't even have enough time to curse when the daggers in her hands were firmly pulled, instantly breaking her wrists.
The pain caused her to wince but her hands were now free so she immediately ran, there was no way she could defeat whoever this person was, the job was a failure. She ran as fast she could but whether she was allowed leave wasn't up to her.
The kitchen door of the Sleeping Fenrir melted away as a blue chilling flame burst forth. The next moment revealed Frost adorned in his trademark robes with a wrathful expression.
His eyes rapidly locked onto the assassins making their hearts freeze in fear before he positioned himself in front of Nanna, acting as her shield.
"Khuno, Findley take care of this." Frost said with a frigid tone, as though he was a judge ordering for capital punishment.
"Yes your lordship."
"By your will master." Both Khuno and Findley suddenly appeared at the entrance to the dining room with no less wrathful expressions. For anyone to dare to harm one of their little ones was an immediate death sentence.
"Fuck run!" Rual bellowed before dashing for the southern window but again he didn't have permission to leave.
"[Icy grasp]" Frost cast a spell that caused ice to form across the chests of those trying to escape, slowing their movements to but a pathetic crawl, Khuno and Findley took care of the rest.
Without any surprises Findley and Khuno easily dealt with the assassins spilling no small amount of blood from their bodies however no one was killed, death was too easy a sentence for what they tried to accomplish.
'So that's the power of B-rank.' Maressa internally noted as the dreaded Kalia who could easily put her on the back foot did her best to flee only to be struck down by a single swing of Khuno's halberd. His strength completely eclipsed hers, and his simple act achieved a revenge that an entire nation sought after. The Queen of Ranullia was sure to reward Frost and his subordinates for their actions.
"Damn seems like we weren't even needed." Chana suddenly felt rather useless.
"No you weren't but the fact that you not only tried to warn us but also did your best to intervene in a battle that you'd have surely lost will not be forgotten." After Frost finished calming Nanna down and made absolutely sure she was safe he walked toward to the two amazonian sisters.
"I thank you two from the bottom of my heart for your efforts here tonight, please tell me if there's anything I can do to repay this debt."