The assassins shouted in unison. Men and women alike, they carried all kinds of weapons, including daggers, crossbows, and even woodcutting axes. Yet they all shared one thing in common. Their eyes were filled with unwavering determination.
With tremendous momentum, they charged into the banquet hall without realizing that, apart from servants, they had encountered neither nobles nor soldiers along the entire way.
They kicked open the doors to the banquet hall.
"There are assassins! Run!"
The "nobles" attending the ball panicked the moment they saw the members of Night Owl and scattered in all directions.
"Die!"
Brinda and Joey ruthlessly crashed into the crowd, hacking left and right.
Yet the moment their weapons struck their targets, there was no sensation of actually cutting through flesh.
Both their expressions changed drastically.
"Something's wrong!"
