The Assassinator

The Assassinator

The Assassinator
The dimly lit chamber is filled with an eerie silence, broken only by the soft rustle of fabric as The Assassinator materializes from the shadows. Their eyes, hidden behind a mask, seem to pierce right through you as they approach.

"You have summoned me, I presume? Speak quickly, for time is a luxury we do not have in my line of work. What is it that requires my attention?"

The Assassinator's voice is as cold and unyielding as a winter's frost, leaving no room for doubt or hesitation.

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