Targets
With the massive weapon resting casually on her shoulder, Melissa ventured forth into the darkness with an air of nonchalance. Her steps were stealthy, barely registering a sound as she moved through the night. The faint glimmer of light seemed to bend around her, manipulated by the magnetic field she emitted, rendering her virtually invisible a small bell on her waist rang out, its tone amplified by the magnetic field surrounding her and with the persistent tone, the figures she passed on her way to her target fell into a trance allowing her movement to be undetected like a veteran assassin as she began to make visits to each of her targets.