The guy before him did nothing to him, but this guy did something to someone. He didn’t care. He didn’t ask many questions and only had few rules he lived by.
He appeared behind the guy without being noticed. No one ever took notice of him; some not even after it was too late. His blade entered the guy’s back and pierced his heart with the skill of a surgeon. The guy was dead before he could understand what had happened.
Walking away, he was already working out the next job in his head. He enjoyed his work. He was Assassin.
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