Adrein.
We immediately positioned ourselves, every trace of exhaustion disappearing in an instant.
The room that had moments ago felt like a place to rest suddenly became a battlefield in our minds.
No one spoke.
No one made any unnecessary movements.
Every one of us shifted into a defensive stance, waiting for the person—or people—outside to reveal themselves.
Honestly, none of us minded fighting another group of assassins. If they wanted blood, we could give them blood.
If they wanted a fight, we could certainly provide one.
But my gaze drifted briefly toward Noah.
The unconscious fool remained motionless where he lay and that was the problem. I wasn't sure Noah would survive another attack, especially not in his current condition.
Not when he could barely hold on to life as it was.
The room itself wasn't particularly spacious either. There wasn't much room to maneuver if a battle broke out. The narrow space would make protecting Noah even harder.
My jaw tightened.
