S h o w m e h o w y o u j u s t i f y
T e l l i n g a l l y o u r l i e s l i k e s e c o n d n a t u r e
The teenage assassin had been following his target for quite sometime now, which means this bracelet of his was not some flunk. Yeah he was highly trained to be able to conceal his presence and sneak around able to follow a target for hours. But she was a Guildmaster, she could've easily sensed him if it wasn't for this item shutting down her magic. The young tanuki walked several yards ahead of him, but his bright blue eyes where locked on he. No way was he letting her out of his sight even if he was aware of her destination was. Making it to this destination of hers she waltzed right through the gates after unlocking them, he followed behind her, then hiding behind a thick trunk tree. She made her way into the newly renovated hotel building, and closing the door behind her. What she was doing in there now he was rather clueless to, but it didn't really matter, she was right where he needed her. A place no one would come to look for her so quickly, and all by herself without her magic. Still needing the element of surprise, yes she was magicless, but she could still take him on. Picking the lock to a side door her walked in, peeking into the now lit foyer he saw the girl walking right towards the hall that he was currently in. Hugging the edge of the wall he waited, just as she got far enough through the doorway, he grabbed her wrist and yank her towards him. Then he pinned her up against the wall, and before she could react to well to her new found situation, he stabbed her in the stomach with his knife. "Well hello guild master" he said with a satisfied grin on his face. Using the ability to make her bleed even more then she would normally, being normally would already be a lot of blood. The crimson fluid gushed out from her gut as he twisted the knife a few times back and forth, before yanking it out and stabbing it right back in and doing the same thing again. Hearing the yokai's blood pour and splatter onto the newly polished floor was like music to his ears, almost as wonderful and as beautiful that the music his elder sister plays with her violin.
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