His eyes flashed, and he quickly turned to swing his sword. Hadrian moved his head to evade the blade in time. He then grabbed Moulin's wrist. the tight grip was so strong Moulin gasped in pain. He felt as though the man was trying to crush his his bones. "Aah!"
Lance was about to take another sip of wine when he saw a silhouette being reflected on the window. It was that of a man wearing a cap and a mask. Before he could react or even before he could feel shock, he felt a stinging pain on his neck.