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     comrades dealt with this Royal Guardsman.  But he was     more than they bargained for.  He drove the three of them     back with the swift movements of his sword and kicks with     his feet, ducking every advance.  As the other three     assassins were forced to fall back, their leader muttered     another curse as he was forced to draw his own sword.            Tiring fast, the single Royal Guardsman was still     holding his own when a stately figure appeared from     behind him.  The new defender was medium tall with broad     shoulders, and was not dressed as a Guardsman, but as a     man of nobility.  Thinking this unexpected arrival would     be easy to deal with, one of the assassins broke off to face     him alone.  In this he was sadly mistaken.  The nobleman     parried his every move, quickly disarming him.  The     assassins found themselves facing two defenders that each     appeared to match their entire group single-handedly.  The     leader, recognizing the noise from the swords would soon     draw a horde of Guardsmen, ordered his men to withdraw.            They turned for the outer walls.  But the walls that     they had worked so hard to penetrate now became their     prison.  The assassins found themselves cornered with the     two defenders at their backs.  Suddenly the whole     courtyard was full of Guardsmen.            In a quick response to their leader’s command, the     assassins, who still had swords, raised them to the upright,     a sign of surrender.  The first Guardsmen on the scene     ordered his comrades to surround the intruders.  He then     demanded their swords.  They hesitated, as if unsure of the                                        2
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