Kaelith frowned, as he knew he couldn't use his royal title, and even if he tried, it wouldn't matter as it would be him shooting himself in the foot, giving a reason to the Emperor to punish him… worse get him killed. This was because he knew these men didn't follow princes or nobles. They answer only to the throne and if they saw him, there would be questions… questions he couldn't afford to answer.
Fighting them wasn't an option, even though he had distortion. Right now, the best plan is not to draw any attention.
He looked down at his ring. 'With my current stage… I won't be able to cast a spell strong enough to put them to slumber… so you need to help me."
Kaelith closed his eyes, and he brought the ring close to his mouth. "Mteh tu le ps'ep ".
His eyes lightened almost as if they had turned silvery, and the Drakyn ring glowed with a faint shimmering light. "Go." He flicked his wrist towards their direction.
