Noble
編輯: EndlessFantasy Translation
Be that as it may, neither the young noble nor the city watchmen expected that the scrawny Mufasa who looked not much better than than the peasants, aside from some color on his face was so agile and strong.
Even in the small, narrow ruins, he was nimbly using the pillar and half-crumbled walls as cover, easily evading all attacks. The city watchmen simply could not reach him, and were running around in circles instead.
The noble youth's face darkened even as he watched his men clumsily tried to close in on Mufasa like clowns on a troupe, only to be bamboozled and humiliated.
"Enough! I don't have the time to play hide-and-seek!" He roared, seizing the skinny Nala with one grab while unsheathing his ornamented sword and holding it over her neck. "Stop right there or she dies!"
"Could you sink any lower? Are you even a noble?!" Mufasa cursed from overhead and frowned, half-crouching after having lightly leaped over a doorway to avoid being ambushed.