Kage

The rain over the city of Seliana didn't just fall—it roared, masking the footsteps of the deadliest phantom the Guild had ever failed to catch.He was quick, quiet like the night. No one could have ever seen him coming. He had a contract, and it was a contract to kill.High above the cobblestone streets, perched on the jagged stone ledge of a noble’s manor, his towering silhouette blended perfectly into the stormy dark. His tattered cape snapped violently in the wind, but beneath it, his purple armor remained perfectly still. His hand rested on the pommel of his twin blades, the whetstone-sharpened edges itching for the strike.Inside the manor, the target felt perfectly safe, surrounded by a dozen elite guards. But guards were just meat to a predator.Beneath his glowing magenta Oni mask, the assassin’s eyes narrowed as a low, telepathic rumble echoed in his mind. In the alleyway below, cloaked in the shadows, his Ebony Odogaron partner bared its rows of serrated fangs. The beast’s jet-black scales rippled with erratic, crackling purple dragon energy. They shared one pulse. One instinct. One hyper-focused goal.The target's time had run out.With a silent, ghostly push, the assassin dropped from the ledge, falling through the night like a blade aimed straight for the throat.