An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

"They're here!" Crystal said, and soon, black figures emerged around the tavern.

These figures were scattered in pairs or small groups. Some perched on rooftops, some lurked at street corners, others hid among the trees, and a few even stood on lampposts.

Their movements were as quiet and nimble as stealthy cats. At the same time, their precise positioning effectively sealed off all entrances and exits.

From an aerial perspective, they had inadvertently formed a large circle surrounding Dustin and the others.

After all, these black figures were skilled assassins who had promptly reacted to the distress signal.

In just two minutes after their arrival, they formed the encirclement. It showcased their exceptional training.

"Damn it! So many assassins showed up. Looks like we're in for a tough fight tonight."

figures. Over a dozen assassins were out in the open, and he suspected

martial artists present. If it came

been a while since I've had a good fight. I'm curious to see what these assassins are capable of," Ruby said, drawing her sword. She

someone new to the martial world, she hadn't encountered anything dangerous.

life-or-death combat excited her more than anything else. After years of dedicated training, today was her

not one to pick fights, but it seems like I've got no choice today," Dalen said, swinging his folding fan downward.

outnumbering us gives you an advantage? Dream on!" the man

out—we're all top-tier elites, trained through hellish regimes. Dealing with the

Dalen frowned and tapped at the man in black's throat, silencing him.

atop the roof. "Release my men, and I might spare

a giant sword. Embroidered on his chest was the image of

Fangs, an assassin group, and the formidable