Dark King
Catastrophe erupted, it was the end of the world. Survivors were surrounded by the impregnable wall, a new order was established... The desire for power, faith, and darkness pervaded each other, layer upon layer of brands imprinted in every corner of the heart. The virus wreaked havoc, were these humans' true colors? "I unexpectedly survive, I want to live." –Du Dian
Assassination
Editor: GSD
Puff!
As Dudian jumped from one side to the other, a sharp dagger came out from behind the seat crushing the carriage's board.
An extremely slim arm belonging to a woman was holding the dagger. It rapidly contracted back out.
Dudian quickly went out of the carriage.
"Uh," a painful moan came from the front of the carriage. Dudian turned to see a woman wearing black armor had used a dagger to pierce through the coachman's throat. The dagger rapidly swept across the driver's throat and brought to his end. The body softly falls as no screams or moans echoed.
The horses were frightened as they pulled the carriage forward and ran away.
Cold wind massaged his face.
Dudian and female assassin were confronting each other face to face.
The female assassin's sweet voice echoed: "Do you remember me?" She pulled down her mask at the same time.
Dudian saw her face and his heart palpitated.: "Glenn?"
"The assassin is Glenn...", Dudian recognized her.