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The assassin trainees are practicing shooting, most of them are very good in hitting the target's head but little Mayari is having a hard time. She couldn't shoot properly and always miss, the very loud noises of guns being fired is making her head ache painfully and her shaking body couldn't cooperate with her as the memory of her mother being shot dead repeatedly flashed to her mind, scaring her every second she heard a gunshot. She slowly placed her trembling finger in the trigger attempting to hit the target again, regardless of how terrified she is because the punishment she will recieve later will be more painful and dreadful.

3rd Prince Carlos Relani Devion - he is a well-known battle freak, a bloodthirsty soldier, he is practically the same at the same time not with Felix the most gullible one. Then....... Emperor Cassius Vitalis - Devion - everyone describes him as an ice block, no one can look at him directly, lest their eyes itch just from his cold piercing glimpse. He is a very capable ruler despite being an ice block.

Nine smiled, catching sight of me before giving me a glass of water “I should be proud to see that you are still fit despite everything that you have been dealing with” “I was trained by the ancient assassin, what else do you expect?” I winked. Nina laughed, shaking her head at me, I nodded toward the door, shaking my head in question “what’s gotten up his panties?” Nina stayed quiet for a few seconds, nodding at me to follow her. We entered the storage room beside the kitchen and I frowned in confusion, waiting for what she was going to say. Nina barricaded the door before turning to face me, muttering a low chant under her breath “the room is now soundproof, no one can hear what we’re sayi

The two ran down the emergency exit, while the assassin charged after them. The assassin had run out of bullets as well and tossed the gun aside, before launching a kick at Anne. Anne shoved Tommy aside and countered the attack. Both Anne and the assassin were well-trained and for a moment, neither seemed to be better than the other. Tommy leaned against the wall to watch as the two attacked with all their might. He had run out of bullets and could not attack behind the woman's back, but he reached for the shattered glasses on the ground instead and continued to throw them toward the assassin.

I told myself I would leave him alone. For now. Because I had other things to focus on. Like my final exams. It felt ridiculous—me, Silvia, an assassin, sitting in a classroom like an ordinary student. Balancing equations, analyzing literature, calculating statistics—all while knowing that outside these walls, I was someone else entirely. Someone deadly. But I never let my two worlds collide. Even when I was covered in blood and my hands were sore from gripping the hilt of a knife too tightly, I still made sure to study.

The next morning they woke us up with a big bang and they matched us all to an enormous bathroom. We were all stripped, and they bathed us and wore us white clothing. We were plenty, and I noticed we were of the same height, just a few were taller or shorter. And I know we were all 8 years old. After bathing us, they gave us food, but it was nothing like the delicious food aunt Mia gives us, so I didn’t eat it. After eating, they took us to an enormous hall, and we all sat there confused and lost. A lot of the boys were crying and asking for their mommy, but I had stopped crying the night before even though my back was in pain. Some men came, and they started talking to us. I found out that

So why couldn’t he find her? The bell rang and they filed out, and the scent thinned and faded, and he was left standing at the front of an empty classroom feeling like a man who’d been handed a map with no legend. He taught two more classes — CP English, then standard — and by the end of the day his patience was fraying at the edges. The work didn’t help. Mrs. Dipalma had apparently been teaching essay writing as a kind of paint-by-numbers exercise, and the results were exactly what that suggested. Competent. Formulaic. Dull. He moved through the stack quickly, marking as he went, and was halfway through the AP essays before something made him slow down.

Hearing his invitation she staggered backward feeling surging overwhelming anxiety from the magnified intense glares she got from the girls present in the classroom, where Liam and his friends trying to get her killed, was the thought that ravaged her distraught mind. "SHE'S WITH ME!." Asher yelled back firmly at the boy in a deep tone while standing in front of her blocking her view from the predatory gaze coming from the three bad boys in the backseat, hearing his words Leonard's lips pulled up to a smirk as he stared impassively at Asher. "And you are? " he asked calmly, his voice echoing through the silent classroom with students watching with keen interest the unexpected scene unfolding

But, today would still be not much different — in the case of classes that is — as the students hesitatingly awaited the lesson plans that the Rozbite's teacher association will taught to them. Instead of the normal classes of math and literature, the students were taught murder, mayhem, crime cases, and cracking cipher codes. Yeah, real shit, it was certainly not what most would consider a regular school day, huh? Ruby thought, as she warily stepped into the chamber, mind and perceptions blown out with a sense of morbid curiosity as she begrudgingly opened a classroom door that corresponds to the directions that her student map pertains about — Class 3: Chambers of Macabre.

I shook my head and increased my pace, trying to keep up with Edwin's long strides as he turned left. Soon enough, we were standing in front of a black mahogany door. He knocked on the door and waited. "Come in." A deep and low voice answered from inside. Shivers wracked my whole body and cleared my throat for the hundredth time this morning. The voice held so much authority and masculinity. "Alright, Miss Kayla. You may go in now. Mr. Marcello is ready to see you," Edwin announced, and I swallowed. Hard. I nodded my head and thanked him.