On Knees (Part 1)

The eyes of the two guards widened after Hazor disappeared before their eyes. Both of them didn't even have time to move to look for Hazor, because in the next instant Hazor appeared behind them both.

'Impossible! The hallway must be too narrow for that!' The black haired man thought.

Hazor swung his sword quickly towards the black haired man's chest, however his attack was parried by the blond guard. As there was no time to draw his sword, the guard named Norgold had to use his own bracelets to defend his friend, which was not without cost to him. The blacksteel of Norgold's armor was pierced by Hazor's sword, and the old man's sword plunged deep into his skin.

Then Norgold used his uninjured right arm to try to grab Hazor by the neck, but the old man jerked back.

"Are you okay, Everton?" Nargold asked the black haired man. 

Everton broke into a cold sweat with Hazor's speed and agility. "Y-yes, I'm fine! Thanks!"