Arocraes nodded as he drew his katana with a smile. Twenty soldiers came barging in, not seemingly Thanati. He dashed forward, dodging multiple strikes easily and blocking ones fortunate enough to go through with his armored arm. As weaved in between each soldier, he aimed for small vulnerable openings near the neck with a single swift swing of his blade. This way slitting their throats would kill them quickly, which was what Arocraes wanted since he was already tired from earlier. One by one, he killed each soldier in cold blood before sheathing is katana and facing Limadan once more. "Done" he said to him.