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Chase's expression remained calm as he twisted his wrist, unleashing a brilliant flash of sword light that swept forward. Sparks flew as their blades clashed. Chase stood firmly in place, completely unmoved, while the black-clad assassin was thrown backward with blood spraying from his mouth. "What?!" The assassin's expression twisted in terror. He could not believe Chase's strength was this formidable. "Die." Chase's eyes narrowed as he flicked his fingers, sending hundreds of sword beams shooting out. They created a cage of energy around the assassin. "No, no, don't do this…" the assassin's eyes widened in fear as he pleaded. "My master is the top fighter in Capital City. If you kill me, h

"Keep it steady!" I regained my footing between the bags, aimed, then took another two shots. One hit his upper arm, the other his shoulder, but he kept coming, unfazed by the gushing holes. I shifted my weight onto my other foot and grinned. I might not have stopped him, but the Thornblood dipped bullets had punctured him, binding shade and host to the same satisfying fate. I fired one last time, hitting him strait between his soulless eyes.

She placed the palms of her hands on his face, down the light stubble that coated his tanned skin. "It's just rumors, stories told in his pack to frighten them all into submission." Isaiah replied, his voice notably stronger. With a small smile that spoke of gentle affection, he removed Mera's hands from her face and placed them against his lips. Once they were no longer touching, that shadow fell back over his eyes and the worry continued to creep in. "There were three who were able to give me some insight, though the details change from person to person. The assassin is a white wolf, one with the ability to resist abilities. Another said she has the ability to steal abilities, but I find t

she added. Saying this with all seriousness while hitting the right mark, Aoi chuckled once more. “You never failed to make me laugh. I'm honored to be known wholeheartedly by you– the most infamous assassin of the Dark World.” to him being busted with his acting was funny. It was a rare event that makes him felt thrilling.

It looked devastating and divine at the same time. He felt its considerable heft in his hands, yet it simply didn’t feel right in his grip. “This is a bit much.” He went back to the screen and tapped on a few buttons and filtered out everything but the smart and nimble classes. He scrolled through what was left until he came on Assassin. It looked sleek and deadly, with all-black armor and access to a variety of razor-sharp weapons. Not only that, but the skills and powers it came with sounded pretty awesome and insane. Tornado Attack, Shadowblade, Triple Assassinate… Just their names drew him towards it.

A corner of my brow raked up at her proposal, it was almost like a joke, if my connect couldn’t find anything more then there was no chance she will. ‘Fine, the bullet was traced down to a arsenal shop in the east, apparently that particular piece was shipped for a particular man who came in- no particular order and from the looks of it, he is an assassin. His name is quite difficult to trace becuase they neither used card or cash to run a transfer, they’ve been using a digital currency- making everything go into thin air.” She nodded and grabbed her phone and typed something on the screen and after a few seconds there was a bit of silence as her eyes skimmed through the screen.

I released a sigh of relief and settled on the driver's seat but then the car turned silent. "Can I ask you a question?" Leonardo broke the silence after a while. "Go ahead." I answered. "Why did you decide to become an assassin? I mean you have all your life right in front of you and you could have literally been anything else." "I didn't have the option to be anything else. I didn't even get to choose to become this, it was forced on me. He stayed silent like he was ushering me to continue with what I was saying.

He was turned into a weak, limp marionette, dangling from Zayn’s hand. Zayn nonchalantly tossed him to the ground and looked down at him from above. He then asked, “Which club do you belong to?” The lead assassin’s pupils constricted from shock once again upon hearing Zayn’s query. “Who… Who are you?” the assassin stuttered. “Let me guess, you’re from the Order of the Solar Temple?” Zayn asked. The assassins had auras very similar to Shaun Shapiro. The lead assassin’s pupils constricted from even more, apparently confirming that Zayn was right.

Gabriel said, “I didn’t much want to be alive. Ten years of waiting, not knowing if the pull would ever lead anywhere. So I found the most dangerous work I could.” She waited. “I was an assassin, Honor. A professional killer. I took contracts — targets — and I eliminated them. That was my life for the better part of a decade.” She stopped walking. He stopped too, hands in his pockets, and let her look at him. Let her take the time she needed to put it together, to decide what she thought of it. He’d learned enough about her to know that rushing her to a reaction she hadn’t fully formed would only make it worse.

"You should know that we had an assassin's attack, did you have any suspects?" "The Autumn will surely have no hand in this since the assassins also attack different packs," Sage said just like they had thought. "I don't have any suspect yet though I've not seen what the assassins look like and the type of skills they make use of," Fennick told the Alpha. "They use the highest skill," Rae disclosed to him. "Really? Wow… Those assassins will be so powerful. The highest golden skill is the mastery one can use to defeat a war."