The Shadow Pavilion assassins knew that they had lost. The moment that Heuk Cheon had taken a step into the battle, the fight had already been decided.
One of them, who was likely a high ranking assassin, had raised his hand. "Fall back, we must retreat!"
But Heuk Cheon's smile did not fade from his face.
"Did I say you could leave?"
His sword had flashed.
No one will survive the night.
The bodies of the assassins were laying scattered across the ground of the forest. The battle was over, but the thick tension had remained.
Ji Seol-Hwa let out a deep exhale, as she was wiping the blood from her blade. "They are starting to get bolder."
Jin Mu was stretching his sore arms. "Or more desperate."
Seo Ryung was kneeling beside one of the fallen assassins, he was inspecting their insignia. "They were not just the first batch of the assassins. This was an execution squad."
