"We identify who's really in control of this kingdom."
"And then..."
"We leave without anyone realizing we were ever here."
The woman took a deep breath before tightening her grip on the twin daggers at her waist.
Despite the fear lingering in her heart, she trusted her leader's judgment.
The crossbowman quietly adjusted the hood covering his face.
The three assassins exchanged one final glance.
Then, like ghosts disappearing into the darkness of the forest, they silently began moving toward the monster-controlled border of the Alnera Kingdom.
None of them noticed... They weren't alone.
Several hundred meters behind them, where the forest grew particularly dense, a group of shadowy figures moved through the trees.
They were so quiet that even the slightest rustle of leaves was avoided.
Their bodies were covered in dark cloaks, and their movements were synchronized with remarkable precision.
One figure would move, then another.
They never approached too closely.
