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“Hmm?”
Wandering the streets at night, Karen suddenly turned around. She couldn’t quite explain it, but she felt someone’s gaze on her.
Her pupils contracted briefly, then widened several times over. Controlling her pupils was as basic as breathing for a first-rate assassin. Her eyesight was already nearly ten times sharper than that of an ordinary person, and with her Aura focused into her eyes, Karen could distinguish the features of a person several kilometers away.
Even so, she couldn’t pinpoint Leon, who was up on the fifth floor of a tavern. She soon dismissed the feeling as her imagination and shifted her gaze away.
“Ugh, guh…”
A strangled gasp came from beneath her feet. A rough-looking man had his neck pinned under Karen’s boot. He’d gotten away with thirty robberies until now, but tonight, he’d picked the worst possible target.
The chill running down his spine told him all he needed to know.
I-I’m dead… the man thought.
His mistake had been judging her by her pretty face. The other thugs he’d brought along were already long dead.
One had his neck twisted multiple times. Another had the dagger he’d swung buried in his own heart. Another had suffocated when his windpipe was crushed with a single knife-hand strike. The corpses scattered like trash only made his terror more vivid.
When that fear pushed his heartbeat to the edge of bursting, Karen’s dry voice sliced into his ear.
“Hey.”
“Y-yes? I-I’ll do anything you...
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