The remaining assassins, now trembling, looked at each other in terror. The boy in front of them wasn't just some noble's pampered son—he was a monster.
From behind, Liana emerged from the trees, her eyes narrowed and her hands glowing faintly with magic. "Young master, you really couldn't wait, could you?" she said, exasperated but already preparing to clean up the mess.
Javier turned to her with a cheeky grin. "Oh, come on, Liana! I was just having some fun!"
"Fun or not, I told you not to be reckless," she replied, stepping past him and raising her hand. The remaining assassins tried to flee, but Liana's magic immobilized them, vines sprouting from the ground and wrapping around their limbs.
"Liana, you're too efficient!" Javier joked, wiping some dirt off his tunic. "You didn't even leave me one to interrogate properly!"
Creation is hard, cheer me up!