Just as Elias stepped into the restaurant, an assassin lunged at him from the side, a glinting knife aimed straight for his throat. If not for his quick reflexes, the blade might have succeeded in at least wounding him… if not killing him outright.
He twisted sharply, dodging the knife by mere inches. In one fluid motion, he seized the attacker's wrist and stepped into his space. With practiced precision, he bent the man's arm at an unnatural angle. A bone cracked audibly, and before the man could even scream, Elias slammed his free hand into his temple.
The man went limp instantly, unconscious.
Elias flung the attacker aside, and the body crashed into a table, flipping it over and scattering cutlery and glasses across the floor.
There was no time to admire his work.
