The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

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From the message Robin received on the Dark Web, a chilling sense of certainty gripped him. The factions of the World of Darkness were stirring, their movements subtle but unmistakable, lurking in the shadows like predators on the hunt.

He had made his intentions clear to the world before i struck–bait, meant to draw them out. He wanted them to show themselves, to reveal their true faces.

At the same time, it was a warning–a sharp reminder to those killers still lurking in the darkness that they could no longer hide. One by one, they would be forced into the open.

Fear, he knew, would be the key. Only a shock of such magnitude could instill the terror he sought.

Once they feared him, they would unite. The factions would form an alliance, their combined strength. focused on Divine Drakebane.

Robin would not have to hunt them down, one by one.

The plan was unfolding perfectly. His bold move toward Borealis had sent ripples through the dark waters, a ripple that would spread far and wide.

Combined with the bloody purges in Sakurania and Elaria, it was enough to rattle even the most resolute.

The forces of darkness would converge in Snow Valley, all of them aiming for the same target: Divine

Drakebane.

This was the chaos Robin had sought to sow.

The path of vengeance had been laid. Now, there would be no escape for any of them.

The Dark Web had confirmed his suspicions. Factions were already gathering in Snow Valley, each more dangerous than the last.

Robin understood the risks. Such a brazen display of power would undoubtedly stir unease among the elites.

Those who wore the mantle of justice–who claimed to safeguard humanity–would now see Divine Drakebane as a threat to their meticulously crafted order.

They might turn a blind eye, allowing the World of Darkness to deal with him in their own way, waiting for an opportunity to reap the rewards once the deed was done.

But if they saw that Divine Drakebane was too powerful to ignore, if the super martial art masters of the World of Darkness failed to make an impact, they would not hesitate to intervene.

They would offer their own strength to the dark forces, tipping the scales further against Robin.

If that came to pass, Robin knew the world’s mightiest would turn their attention on him.

He had no guarantee of making it out alive or unscathed.

Even outnumbered, his resolve would never falter. Vengeance had a grip on him that no force could shake.

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gathered their things and left the

and Rita had already

they settled into their seats aboard the Centraline flight to Landorne, a man sitting across the aisle from them, clearly intrigued by

there,” he said,

we chat for a

shifting closer to Robin as

“Excuse me, miss,” he said, his voice laced with a smile far too eager, “Could I trouble you for

wide. “I’m

impress, he added, “My cousin, General Simmond of Mecria, is well–known. You may

his charm a little too practiced. “Are you headed to Landorne, in Hawklore? If you are, I’d be

brow furrowed slightly, her voice clipped,

fixed ahead, a clear dismissal hanging in the air, yet

”

can be tiring, I understand. Why don’t we chat for a while? It’ll help pass

with a sharpness in his tone that cut through the air like a blade. “Shut up,” he snapped, his voice barely above a growl. “Didn’t you hear my fiancée ask you to be

he muttered,

air thickened with the tension as they spoke in cold, commanding voices. “Apologize to Mr.

with a wave of his hand, continuing his smug tone, “Don’t worry, miss. These two are my bodyguards. This man just needs to apologize, and we

himself off with a growl, his temper snapping. “Shut up. If you don’t, I’ll throw you both off this

his words, the bodyguards‘ posture

block Robin’s way, but before they could react, a sharp crack echoed through the cabin as Robin struck,

motion.

amused laugh. “Someone’s a little hot under the

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a grin. “That bastard had

of warmth, a light that made everything around them feel brighter. Her laughter filled

eyes

of hers threatened

his voice low and dangerous, a threat laced in every syllable. “Disturb my fiancée again, and

froze. His breath hitched in his

seemed so refined, so composed, had just unleashed

men in their own right, had been sent flying with a single blow. The balance of power shifted dramatically in the space

flight attendant and a security officer entered

clear before they boarded. The captain

high–ranking guests of Centraline, and no one, under any circumstances, was to

movements calm and respectful. He bowed

said, his voice devoid of warmth eyes narrowing on Mario. “Keep your focus on them. Make

the flight attendant replied, his tone even and composed, but carrying

toward Mario, he spoke with polite precision, “Sir, please remain silent. The plane is about to