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Her breathing was steady as she aimed down her crossbow, her eye landing square in the middle of the Nobleman’s neck. Her body was cloaked in the shadow of the ruined farmhouse, the air was still and her quarry’s bodyguards were busy talking to an old lady about a cart that had thrown a wheel.
Inhale…
Exhale…
Steady now…
Inhale and hold. The point of the bolt lined up on her target.
And squeeze. The lever quietly released the missile, which found its destination a fraction of a second later. The guards were awakened to the danger as the Nobleman’s blood spurted from the fatal wound.
“For the Glade! Kill them all!” was the cry as the shadowed figure dropped her crossbow, having it slide along a leather thong to rest underneath her cloak while she drew a pair of wicked knives.
“Ambush!” was all the mercenary guards were able to choke out before the shadows of the farmhouse exploded with figures wielding deadly steel. The surprise was complete, the work was quick and the result was a grim death.
The Veridale had claimed another host that attempted to tread beneath its canopy.
Inhale…
Exhale…
Steady now…
Inhale and hold. The point of the bolt lined up on her target.
And squeeze. The lever quietly released the missile, which found its destination a fraction of a second later. The guards were awakened to the danger as the Nobleman’s blood spurted from the fatal wound.
“For the Glade! Kill them all!” was the cry as the shadowed figure dropped her crossbow, having it slide along a leather thong to rest underneath her cloak while she drew a pair of wicked knives.
“Ambush!” was all the mercenary guards were able to choke out before the shadows of the farmhouse exploded with figures wielding deadly steel. The surprise was complete, the work was quick and the result was a grim death.
The Veridale had claimed another host that attempted to tread beneath its canopy.