Charon watches as the men ran after the Princess, outraged he laughed and climbed a fire escape to the top of a building. He would be able to move and run faster this way. Leaping over large gaps wit ease until he found all of them. Standing there for a moment he watched, but as they closed in he growled to himself,"just as the night was getting good too. Damn humans and their lusts.." With a sigh he stepped off the building and landed silently behind the men who stared at the princess and someone next to her. Determined and angry he walked up behind one and broke the boys neck with a single swift movement. The others turned on him in an outrage for him killing their friend. With a smug look and swift movements, he had done them all in. Killing one by decapitation, another with a sword through the chest, and the last with a fierce break to the chest plate. Finally done, he sheathed the sword; glancing to the woman beside Anastasia he glared,"and you are?" Charon stood still, his hand on the hilt of his sword still, but made no move to draw it as he waited for the woman to respond.