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!"

anxious wait, they finally caught sight

voices through his earpiece. Just

the darkness. Occasionally, he would

seemed to notice something and

figure turned and picked up

He's heading back!" Miles

Has our cover been

vigilant. He must have

do now?

Get him!" Dalen didn't hesitate and

their chances of apprehending the assassin again would

ambush came out of hiding and rushed toward

once with astonishing speed. The martial artists chased after

was bustling with

remained in the tavern. Looking out the window at the receding crowd, he was deep