If Caeden’s senses had not already been so heightened from nervousness, he might not have noticed it at all. As it was he reacted on instinct, spinning to the side and to his feet. A blade cleaved the air where he had just been sitting, splintering the chair in two. Caeden moved without thinking, elbowing his would-be attacker in the face. He heard the crunching sound of a nose breaking but didn’t pause, allowing his momentum to take him behind the armored man’s back. In one smooth motion he grabbed both sides of the assassin’s helmetless head and twisted it as hard as he could, downward and
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