There were seven of them, all dressed in black clothing from head to toe, with only their eyes visible. Each one carried a sword on their back and had several sharp, metal stars attached to their bodies.
In unison, the seven landed on the roof of the royal palace and surveyed the entire compound. There were at least three hundred guards standing at every corner and passage of the palace, ensuring security. The seven warriors looked at each other, then at their leader, who had a red bird emblem on his turban. The leader pointed out directions for each of them to take. Instantly, they jumped down from the roof to the ground below, moving as if they had wings, even though the building was twenty-five meters high.
They all landed silently without making a sound. Immediately, they began throwing the sharp metal stars at the palace guards, causing them to fall to the ground dead, as if the stars were laced with poison. What would baffle anyone was the exceptional skill of these seven warriors. If they saw that a fallen guard might make noise that could reveal their presence, they would quickly catch him and lay him down gently.
The seven warriors continued this way, spreading out and taking down the palace guards, until they had killed all three hundred of them. Then, their leader headed directly towards Princess Sazira's chamber.
The door to the chamber was closed, with two guards standing in front of it. As they saw him approaching, both guards moved simultaneously. One drew his sword to block him, while the other reached for a horn hanging above to sound an alarm. However, the leader of the attackers swiftly drew two metal stars and threw them with precision, striking the guards in their foreheads and causing them to fall dead.
The main door to Princess Sazira's bedroom was locked with several bolts and locks. The leader of the attackers bent down to peer through the keyhole and saw many maids sleeping soundly in a large hall. The door to the princess’s bedroom was just a little further ahead.
Seeing this, he transformed into a beam of light and passed through the door. Reappearing in the hall, he headed straight for the bedroom door. The sound of his footsteps began to wake the maids, but any maid who opened her eyes and saw him was immediately rendered speechless and unable to stand. He blew a powder from a container in his mouth, covering his face with his turban to avoid inhaling it. The maids fell back into a deep sleep.
When he reached the princess's bedroom door, he stopped because he saw Princess Sazira through the window, sitting on her bed and staring directly at him. There was no sign of fear or anxiety in her eyes. At that moment, she was wearing a long white nightgown that highlighted her beautiful figure.
Her hair was neatly braided and reached down to her back. She had large, bright white eyes, a long nose with a small mouth below it, and a slender but well-proportioned body. Her skin was fair and smooth, as if no blemish had ever touched it, almost as if touching her would make blood flow. The leader of the attackers was momentarily stunned by Princess Sazira's extraordinary beauty because he had never seen her before, only heard tales of her.