The cool touch in the night air sends shivers down my spine, awakening the dormant assassin within me. Every muscle tenses as I prepare to strike, my steady breath the only sound in the darkness. The anticipation builds, a silent symphony of calculated precision and swift execution. And then, just as I am about to unleash my deadly skill, a voice breaks the silence. I'm already primed! Cease your foolish interference, I growl, my icy tone cutting through the night like a blade. The...