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

martial artists present. If it came down to a brawl, Miles knew they might not be able to defeat

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

hadn't encountered anything dangerous. Yet, instead of fear, she exuded a bold,

life-or-death combat excited her more than anything else. After years of

fights, but it seems like I've got no choice today," Dalen said, swinging his folding fan

outnumbering us gives you an advantage? Dream on!" the man in black said with a

through hellish regimes. Dealing with the likes of you is

frowned and tapped at the man in black's throat, silencing him. He had enough of

assassin spoke from atop the roof. "Release

man clad in black, wielding a giant sword. Embroidered on his chest was the image of a majestic lion. It

The Fangs, an assassin group, and the formidable late-stage