'This Magic could be trouble,' Colin thought. 'It's a High Tier piece of Abjuration Magic. Grabbing it might trigger some kind of trap.'
But just then, the already closed door was pushed open with a CREAK.
Colin turned to see four figures entering, clad in Studded Leather Armor and wearing black masks.
They weren't wearing the uniforms of the mansion Guards. Each of them clutched a Short Sword, its blade still stained with poorly wiped blood—a clear sign they had just been in a fight.
After entering, two of them guarded the door while the other two walked toward where Colin and the others were hiding. It seemed they already knew something was by the bookshelf.
'Take them out on my signal. These must be the assailants,' Colin thought, simultaneously drawing Burning Blood from his waist.
The two assailants slowly approached the bookshelf.
One of them carefully counted the books on the shelf, then reached for the one glowing with a Magic Radiance.
