Freya didn't wait for him to catch his breath as her dagger slashed his abdomen. She didn't care if her cover was blown, she wanted to kill him.
The guy grunted when she kept attacking him. He held his wound while throwing knives at her as he moved back. But, Freya dodged those in a blink of an eye. As she appeared before him, she placed her dagger in front of him which flamed in blue fire.
Her eyes glinted before attacking him with a thousand hits in one go. When she moved back, she saw him fall on his knees as a countless number of slashes became visible on his body.
He couldn't believe it... Those cold lifeless eyes... His hands shivered in fear when he remembered those pair of eyes.
She was way different from how she was at the beginning. She was like that general on the battlefield who walked into their guild years ago on a fine morning and killed his friends.