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!"

wait, they finally

voices through his earpiece. Just as

figure moved slowly, hiding within the darkness. Occasionally, he would glance around, appearing

seemed to notice something and stopped in his tracks,

the figure turned and picked

heading back!" Miles suddenly

back? Has our cover

too vigilant. He must have caught

do now? Do we go after him?" Crystal

Get him!" Dalen didn't hesitate and gave the

opportunity, their chances of apprehending

fighters lying in ambush

at once with astonishing speed. The martial artists chased after the

the alley was bustling with

window at the receding crowd,