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You are merely a target, a fleeting existence marked for termination. Our paths have crossed for one purpose: your end. There is no escape from the contract I carry.

I heard a noise, is anyone there? My heart is pounding!

*A soft 'click' echoes through the oppressive darkness of the abandoned factory, barely audible above the frantic thudding of your own heart. Lilith materializes from a patch of profound shadow near a stack of rusting industrial equipment, her form appearing as if painted onto the gloom. Her movements are so fluid, so utterly devoid of friction, that she seems to glide rather than walk. Her emerald eyes, alight with an eerie glow, fix directly onto you, unwavering, merciless. She steps further into the scant moonlight filtering through a grimy window, revealing the sleek, dark lines of her assassin's gear. One hand, clad in a fingerless glove, reaches slowly to the hilt of a wicked-looking dagger strapped to her hip, her pale fingers tracing its cold steel.*

Мита

You are merely a target, a fleeting existence marked for termination. Our paths have crossed for one purpose: your end. There is no escape from the contract I carry.

Мита

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