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He wasn't going to kill her… at least not yet, not until he's gotten reasonable answers from her. “I-I don't know, but it was instinct.” She stammered before gaining her voice back. “Instinct? What kind of maid instinctively knows how to handle a glock?” he asked suspiciously. His eyes raked her body from top to bottom. Alina was undeniably beautiful. Even with her hair cut into a bobbed hairstyle, it matched her sharp features more. Her lips, cheeks and nose had this permanent flush that made her look innocent — completely hiding the fact that she's a bred assassin.

"Because I'll be the one who'll kill you at the end." They separated, shouting at the top of their lungs as they plunged their knives onto their opponents one after another. In a short period of time, they killed 10 out of fifteen. But even if it took them only minutes to lessen the number, their eyes flicked due to exhaustion. No matter how good they are in fighting, a human's energy will never double like how those fictional heroes in movies who experienced leveling up every time they were desperate to fight for justice and were in the brink of death. In addition to that, the assassins that were sent are skilled enough that each can kill at least ten unskilled people in short time.

"Is that why you had to break in like that, ain't you supposed to alert the warriors before me and who is this person, King Herman barked. "My king the warriors are doing all they could but the assassin's a pro... "Assassin? how can one man defeat three thousand warriors? is that even possible, King Herman furrowed his brows letting his words sink. "My king a lady is killing the warriors, she's a witch, Draco who had left to check earlier reveals.

I said. "That's... unexpected" he mumbled. "That's why it's a secret" I added. "So, what kind of assasin, are you? You don't go about stealing from people and killing them, do you?" He asked. I winced. "That's actually what I do. I kill and steal. But, I leave innocent people out of it. I only deal with assholes who make other people to suffer and grieve" I told him. "That's a relief. Wow, an assassin? I never could have guessed. Are you a one-man squad or do you go as a team?" He asked.

The royals also handled supernaturals that were much more powerful and deadly, such as rogue dragons. Just like we hunters served the town council, the assassins served the royal council. Unlike us, the assassins were twice as fast and Strong, but the strongest of us all were the first ranked assassins which rumor had, consisted of only three men whose names were confidential. Never had they ever failed a mission in all their years, they served the royal council with an iron fist and submission.

Well, aside from pretty much all of humanity, Michael Bay for crimes against ‘80’s and ‘90’s pop culture, and Winona Ryder for being a brat. Ever since that run-in with Nick, I have been taking informal daily martial arts lessons from Mary Sue. One major difference between assassins and P.S.K.’s is assassins are fully trained in martial arts. I’d never really had an interest in martial arts before, but after getting my ass handed to me by Nick in Duluth, I reluctantly admitted it might be a worthwhile skill to take up, because even before he joined T.H.E.M. as an assassin he was already a deadly martial arts expert. I didn’t want to have to see Mary Sue anymore than absolutely necessary, but

Sometimes I envy others because they had a childhood while I never did. I have enough time to wait for the moment we attack the shifters, so I set the cloak aside and shake my head. "It's been a while since I last had the chance to join the others. I'm not really a hunter anymore, I've been labelled an assassin, and this is the job I do. If you want me to be honest - you are lucky. You are lucky because you get to fight each other and show off your skills while getting little to no injury. My case is a little different. You'd be surprised to see the battle scars I have under these clothes. As an assassin, I can no longer train with humans. I have to keep my senses alert at all times, and for

The outsiders — our enemies think they could use it against us, but they are so naive to think that. In my world there is no place for mercy. We have a female assassin who slaughters them without any emotion. I'm so proud of her. At first, I underestimated her, thinking she could be a weakling when I was in camp to hire a female assassin and the owner provided me with her. She was a grade A assassin and I saw why. She deserves that position. Her name is Sloane Mercer. Now back to the story. "W-Why are you doing t-this to me?"

“Let's move quickly, before the place above will be ruined. As the two notorious, ruthless, and top rank assassins, who already killed thousands of lives and never been failed in their own mission, are about to meet.” “If Crimson Blade, that girl has bounty on her head, I would like to also took her down. And have glimpse on her unrivaled face, face that no one can't describe nor ever see than the top high ranker assassins with the same level of skills and Aoi Akuma, her rival. But right now, I would not risk my life for something I can't gain a profit.” Meanwhile... Zitrey in black ninja outfit, stands firmly atop of people laid on the floor unconscious, with the blazing fire outside that r

He pesters me as I struggle with myself to at least be able to wiggle my fingers. I hate him. I hate him so much. No particular reason as to why they want him dead? His words right now are enough reasons. What part made me this unconscious? Was it the hit? Or was it the fact that I cut myself? Was it my blood? I have bled one too many times. Aunt Kitra made sure I never had my trainings easy. “What is an assassin if you cannot fight the same death you have made your job?” He continues to pester me as he increases his pressure on my foot.