Therefore, we followed this hallway on the lookout for a likely door to the master suite.Uh-oh, there was a man standing in front of a very ornate doo.... He had to be a guard, and that had to be the entrance to the master suite. Well, that was no problem because we had learned to become expert knife throwers as part of our training in the martial arts. I was the strongest and most accurate of our trio, so I was the natural one to take care of the guard. I pulled a throwing knife from its carrier. Yumi (storming after him): Come back here boy--!!Sanosuke: Why didn't you attack, Kenshin? There would've been nothing cowardly about it. It'd be his fault for stopping in the middle of a fight.Kenshin: That sounds like something Saitou would say. I just couldn't attack someone so unashamedly off-guard. More importantly, I want to dress these wounds. Let me borrow some bandages.Sanosuke:... So he's really tough?Kenshin: Yes... He has the speed of a trueborn swordsman. And I can't read his. Things being what they were, I doubted the summer would be very relaxing. I might not lose any time, but I didn't see any sign of things slowing down on either side.We were called to dinner barely in time to keep my stomach from eating my spleen. When we walked into the room, it felt like we were under a microscope. Every head in the place turned to us, as we were announced. My mates and I were announced as wizards, while Claude and Alan drew the title "warrior'. I was announced as "Sean-Paul. He was even dirtier than Schuh. He grumbled something at Peter before returning to his original position. They passed many more people who were dressed in similar attire; men in top hats and women in big dresses. They passed market stalls and little houses. It astonished Peter how such a city could exist under the streets of London without anyone from the above world knowing. Peter had trouble keeping up with Schuh. She was walking much more quickly than he was, so Peter had to concentrate more.