"No!" Trevor shouted, lunging after him.
But before Alex's sword could graze Caroline's neck, a new figure exploded into the hall from a side entrance.
Mrs. Sylvia.
She moved like lightning, appearing from nowhere with lethal grace. Her blade flashed, aiming straight for Alex's neck in a surprise strike. The entire room seemed to drop dead silent for a split second as everyone registered the new threat.
Alex twisted at the last moment, dodging by sheer luck. The force of Sylvia's attack sent her spinning past him. She recovered instantly, turning to engage him in a furious exchange. Their blades clashed rapidly — Sylvia's style elegant and precise, Alex's aggressive and unpredictable.
For a moment, she had the upper hand, landing a cut across his arm.
