The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

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The moment the black-clad assassin finished speaking, a glint of cold light flashed through the air, aimed directly at his throat,

Before anyone could comprehend what had just occurred, Robin moved like a shadow, darting toward the northwest corner of the forest with lightning speed,

The onlookers were stunned, frozen in place, as they struggled to process what had happened.

What left them in awe was Robin's unbelievable speed-so quick that they couldn't react in time.

Wilson, narrowing his eyes, followed the trail left by Robin as he chased two dark figures through the

dense trees,

As the former elite commander of Draconia's Special Operations, Wilson's instincts kicked in, and he immediately pursued, his movements matching Robin's urgency. Jack, gripping his binoculars, focused them on the direction the two were heading.

In mere seconds, Robin had intercepted the two assailants.

With a casual flick, Robin wiped his hands with a wet cloth and stood in front of the two masked men. "I've had my eye on you for a while. Are you working with them?" The two masked men froze, stunned by Robin's calm demeanor.

"We don't mean you any harm. Please, just let us go..." one of them begged.

Robin discarded the wet wipe with a dismissive gesture and smirked. "You know me?"

"The Divine Drakebane!" The two men instinctively stepped back, their hands reaching for their heavy short swords.

Robin's grin widened. "Since you know who I am, you should know how this works. Let's get this over with!"

two men unsheathed their blades

sides with brutal intent.

seemed to twist as he spun in mid-air, his body propelling upward in

two black-clad assassins even realized it, their throats had been slashed wide

from their wounds, their

erupted from the blade, its presence overwhelming as it seemed to thirst

throats as the dragon hungrily drew in the blood, leaving the assassins

their bodies crumbled into nothing,

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had been trailing behind, arrived just in

trembled, cold

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now saw firsthand.

to his

a deep breath, Wilson slowly stepped back, his

of the brutal moment hanging in

again, glancing at Wilson with a knowing look as the general hesitated in fear. Meanwhile, Jack, hidden deeper in the forest, had caught sight of the fleeting golden dragon arc in the sky. His eyes sparkled with excitement as he watched Robin approach from the edge of the forest. Could it really be him-the one I've been searching for

pulled him aside. "General

I... I saw the

froze, his voice dropping to a near whisper, "Bloodthirsty... Was it

Robin before nodding. "His military

"General Wilson, this is classified. You must keep this quiet, no matter

quickly. "Understood, General

is connected to Dragon Manor. It's bigger than we thought. There are far too

about this, or the entire leadership of Draconia will be drenched in blood!" Wilson broke into a cold sweat, nodding in agreement.

members of the War Wolf Special Forces, along with Jack and

restrictions, Robin, Ernest, Mark, and the others took off in two off-road vehicles,

the provincial capital, with the Sevenfold Crest

after the intense jungle mission, Robin's reputation within the War Wolf Special