The Assassin: Shadow of the Dragons Black
Inuart's Rescue
A black and white robed man stalked through the shadows, a grim expression on his face. This was going to be his toughest assignment yet. He slipped through a doorway, unnoticeable by all, unless they had found it, which Koronzei had. All who joined the Guild of Silent Blades had to go through rigorous training, one part involving finding the hidden doorway. It led into a room of supplies and other necessities. Although there was another room, locked and bolted, only accessible by Master Assassins. This assignment would give him that title. Koronzei moved his hand silently towards his dagger, ready to draw it when necessary. He stopped suddenly when he heard softened footsteps on the roof. He looked quickly up at the rooftops above, before slipping silently back into the shadows which he could manipulate to his advantage so well. " Swoosh!" The sound he heard as a flaming arrow flew through the air, landing arrow tip down in front of a house just a few doors down. At first he thought it was the signal flame arrow, but then he remembered that the signal flame was green tinged with black. He stayed in the shadows as an upper window of the target's home was opened, and peered out of by a guard. Koronzei quickly shot him with an arrow, watching as he gagged on his own blood. Koronzei proceeded to climb the wall that he was hiding in the shadow of. He spotted the one that had nearly foiled his mission, and sneaked up behind him, grabbing his arm behind his back, and placing his dagger at the enemy's throat.
"Who do you work for?" Koronzei whispered in the man's ear. The man growled as he replied with an air of defiance, " I work for the one who will enslave you and all your people. His name is Lamakir Tunais."
Koronzei walked away, blood dripping from his dagger. He jumped to the opposite rooftop. He landed as silent as the night itself, and ran along to where his victim's house was. Little did he know, there was a group of soldiers waiting for him. He heard the scraping of a sword against a scabbard. He silently drew his own blade, putting himself in a position which would allow him to counter most attacks. He heard more scraping, but only some of it was from sword against scabbard. Must be the guards scraping their boots against the roof tiles, trying to scare me into making a false move, and trying to make me think there are many. Ha, foolish guards, all you do is reveal your location. Koronzei thought with a slight smile.
More than what would have been necessary were going to die tonight, all because of Koronzei's victim being the way he was. He was one of the Empire's generals. His name was Vritra the Destructor. He commanded one fifth of the Empire's forces. Unfortunately for the Union army, and its allies, that was already one and a half million. He was notorious for having guards set up everywhere around his house as soon as he got wind that someone was coming for him. And that rumour went round a lot. On the plus side, those dying were Imperial soldiers, the bulk of which the evil Empire army was made up of. Although they also had a variety of monsters at their disposal.
Koronzei snapped out of his thoughts as he heard the guards running towards him. He just smiled as he said, " Is this the best Vritra has to offer? A group of lowly Imperial soldiers? Ha. He disappoints me!" He parried a blow, and kicked the first guard to reach him into the others charging at him. He slashed down, side stepping as he did to avoid an attempted stab at his ankle. He was about to thrust his sword into the enemy's heart when suddenly, he saw the remaining guards look into the dark and soul-less night sky, as a winged shadow seemed to form across it. Fear spread through them, and straight away, Koronzei knew why. I hope Caim manages to survive this oncoming war… He thought as he ran to the edge of the roof preparing to dive to the other rooftop as a massive fireball hurtled towards him.
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