The battle had begun; the Assassins divided and sprinted towards us in organized groups. My mind wondered for a brief moment and I was compelled to glance towards Daniel and Serenity to see if they could hold their own.
No! Focus on your battle. They can hold their own. Distraction leads to death. At least that was what I had always been taught.
My opponents reached into the belts of their armor and unleashed a volley of throwing knives towards my position. I managed to dodge but only barely; these individuals were not fools. They were fast and acted with a killer intent. What exactly motivated them was beyond me. I desperately hoped that Daniel was right about these being the walking glass marionettes he claimed them to be. Then again, he was rarely wrong when it came to battle strategy and detecting weaknesses. But this was no time to reflect. I needed to shift this battle into my own terms.
I glanced towards the furthest target, and only now did I notice that this band of assassins consisted of more than just humans. It was a sylvari, and a female from the looks of it. I knew of these creatures being able to separate themselves from the Pale Tree and become more independent, but seeing one of them in this band of assassins absolutely baffled me. I snapped out of my momentary contemplation and outstretched my arm towards the sylvari, a chilling black hand erupted from my palm and shot towards her. She was too slow to evade it and it ended up sizing her by the neck. She faded from existence then reappeared before me; her confusion was soon ended as I slid my sword across her throat.