The butler answered with a sigh I shall be there momentarily. When Marcus Gibson said he'd be there and gave a time he was always on time or had a very good reason. If nothing else he was punctual. Entering the room through the elevator he saw what was happening he muttered under his breath about Victor being too much like his father and gave Felicia a sympathetic look.
He was carrying a pair of very expensive looking pistols - chrome with pearl handles and precision triggers both holstered under his arms and a black metal rapier at his hip sheathed. Since the invasion he'd been armed at all times due to the security issues. His usual attire was otherwise unchanged except for the fact he was now walking straight up a wall to examine the bed from above with his feet firmly planted on the ceiling.
Thankfully Master Victor designed special devices for me in the event he was away and the estate was attacked. Even though I am not without the skills to defend this place I'm afraid I am not as spry as I used to be. With a flip he landed on his feet in front of her to help her move the unconscious knight who was humming God Save the Queen.
We'll get the blade out once he's downstairs. Looks like it didn't hit anything vital, perhaps your luck is rubbing off on him. Can you keep a secret, Miss Hardy?