"I don't like liars… especially when they keep secrets."Taurus' voice was sharp—laced with venom.
"PREPARE!" Hürs shouted, sword already in hand.
Taurus pulled a slender rapier from his belt. Without breaking eye contact, he uncorked a small blue potion and downed it in one smooth gulp. The glass bottle clattered against the ground as he tossed it aside.
"DIE."
He dashed forward, impossibly fast—straight toward Burk.
"Shit!" Burk froze, the blade nearly at his face.
But in an instant, Jibbo appeared behind him. He grabbed Burk and rolled them both out of range, leaping backward to create distance.
"Well, well… Jibbo."Taurus smirked. "I never thought I'd get the chance to fight you again."
Jibbo's face was stone cold. "Leave us, Taurus. This has nothing to do with you."
"Oh? Does your little crew even know who you really are?" Taurus taunted, eyes gleaming."Do they know about your past as an assassin? Your little assignments from Alexandrus?"
