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!"

they finally caught sight

the voices through his earpiece. Just as they mentioned, a

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

notice something and stopped in his tracks, remaining

good three minutes, the figure

no! He's heading back!" Miles

Has our cover been

too vigilant. He must have

now? Do we go after

only chance. Get him!" Dalen didn't hesitate and gave the order

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

the elite fighters lying in ambush

speed.

was bustling with

Looking out the window at the receding crowd, he was deep