An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

"Where's the target? How far are they from the tavern?"

Dalen's voice raised a couple of decibels in the earpiece, evidently excited.

Besides the elite fighters lying in ambush, there were also numerous scouts lurking around the tavern, with Miles being one of them.

If there was any movement, they would be the first to know.

"At the entrance to East Alley, about 200 meters away from the tavern," Miles' voice rang out once more, accurately pinpointing the location.

"What are they wearing?" Dalen asked.

"Looks like they're dressed in black with a mask. It's hard to see clearly from this distance."

Since it was already dark, visibility was low, making it difficult to make out the details.

"That should be the assassin!" Dalen lowered his voice. "Everyone, listen to my command. Once the assassin gets close enough, we'll surround him immediately and have him apprehended!"

long, anxious wait, they

outside the window as he listened to the voices through his earpiece. Just as they mentioned, a blurry figure

within the darkness. Occasionally, he would

seemed to notice something and stopped in his tracks, remaining

minutes, the figure turned and picked up the pace, leaving

no! He's heading back!"

back? Has our cover been

He must have caught onto

Shade, what do we do now? Do we

our only chance. Get him!" Dalen didn't hesitate and

knew that if they missed this opportunity, their chances of apprehending the assassin

elite fighters lying in ambush came out of hiding and

astonishing speed. The

was bustling with noise—footsteps,

the tavern. Looking out the window at