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Launching myself across the room, I found my blade beginning to pierce his chest before anybody could react. 

His hand gripped the blade, uncaring for the blood spilling from both chest and hand as he used all his strength to push it away. 

"Luna," Dax grabbed me from behind, yanking me away, and my dagger fell to the ground. 

Guards hurried in as Dax dragged me to the opposite end of the room.

Uncaring for the audience watching, Lex pulled his clothing aside to let a guard check his chest. 

"See it's healing, not to worry," he brought a water bottle from his space and washed away the blood on his hands with the help of the guard. "You can go now," he ushered them away as he dried his hand.

Not bothering with the blood stain on his chest, he waltzed over to the empty seat and sat down leisurely. 

"Star Traveller what is the meaning of this?" The grey elder clenched his fists in anger. 

"What else? I want this bastard dead."