The night air was calm and had a soothing feel to it. Lyca sat at the window, enjoying the cool night breeze. She looked at the courtyard and watched as the fireflies danced majestically on the lawn. She watched the waves of water as they moved gently in the fountain. She listened to the water as it poured down from the shower. Emily was taking a bath, and she was left alone to enjoy the beauty of the night. She had always enjoyed the calmness that came with it. But she felt something was wrong; the night seemed to be a bit too silent. The insects of the night were gone, and not a sound could be heard from outside, which she found a bit strange. She began to focus her hearing more diligently to see if she could pick up anything.

-Footsteps!-

The reason why these footsteps caught her by surprise was because they were moving stealthily throughout the building and were moving quickly to their location; from what she could hear, there were about 3 of them. Unbeknownst to her, these three figures were executing anyone who got in their way. Hearing the sounds outside, Lyca quickly grabbed her sword and went into the shower to warn her friend not to make a sound. She turned off the shower and left the bathroom. A shuddering sound was followed by a thud right outside Emily's bedroom door. A sudden "bang" came from the room as the intruders stomped the door open.

Three people wearing all black walked into the room and looked around until they saw Lyca standing in the middle of the room with her thin silver blade drawn and ready for battle. The two at the back wore long-sleeved tops with masks that appeared to be attached to their tops, revealing only their eyes. They seemed to have a bloodlust for her, almost animal-like. The outfit they wore was pressed tightly against the body. The one on the left looked at her and slanted his head. Lyca guessed he was smiling by the way his mouth moved under the mask, and without warning, he dashed at her. He was fast, and Lyca just managed to dodge the swing of his sword by stepping back as he swung his sword. He smelled of blood, and she could sense his intent to kill. He then began to swing wildly, laughing with every swing. Lyca blocked each attack. Her opponent was strong, and she could feel her arms getting weaker with each attack she blocked.

Her arms were tiring; she could no longer afford to block for much longer; she needed to counter soon. She parried away the next attack; her opponent then made a thrust with his sword, stained with blood, at her. She avoided his attack by twisting her body to the left while drawing the dagger from her side. He couldn't block her attack or get out of the way, so she hit him in the back of the elbow, tearing the ligaments and making the arm useless. Then she placed the dagger back in its sheath, which was attached to her left thigh. At the same time, she was swinging her sword at the back of his right knee as she twisted her body and came to a stop on her knees. Her movement was flawless. Her opponent tried to sidestep Lyca's attack, but it was too late; the damage had been done, and his right leg was now useless. He fell to the ground, screaming in agony. He pulled himself back to the door where his comrades stood and yelled, " You fucking bitch!" while groaning in pain.

The one on the right spoke "careless as always. Underestimating your opponent Reckless." It was a girl. She sounds frustrated at her partner's ways of attacking. Lyca could now see the curvature of her body as she made her way out towards her. Lyca could tell she was different from her partner; she seemed to be more in control. "I have to be careful with her." The female assassin suddenly made two quick steps and was close enough to strike, so she swung her sword horizontally. Lyca immediately jumped back, dodging her opponent's attack and almost catching her in the mid-section. The female assassin then thrust her blade forward at Lyca, who quickly sidestepped and closed the distance between them. Now standing next to the female assassin, she quickly cut the ligaments behind her elbow in the same manner that was done to her comrade before her, causing her opponent to scream as she dropped her sword to the ground. She then grabbed a dagger from her waist while still working and rushed in at Lyca, aiming for her head. Lyca immediately ducked the attack, and in that same instance, she withdrew her dagger, took a step forward while crouching, and came up behind the female, separating the ligaments behind her knees. The female made a pained scream before falling to the ground on her buttocks and quickly scurrying away with a look of surprise and anger in her eyes at Lyca's swift movements. Now it was just her and the final assassin, who appeared to be the leader of the group.

"Incredible, " he said, "I didn't imagine you were this capable. My accomplices underestimated you. "Now you fight me." This man spoke in a calm manner. as if he was trying to make it seem that he was going to kill her without making a big deal of it. Lyca was now more cautious and took up a defensive stance with her sword held out in front of her. He seemed relaxed and had a slight smile as he spoke. He was the only one who did not have a mask over his face. He had thin eyebrows and red hair matching his blood red eyes. Lyca figured he was indeed strong, given his way of speaking. not wanting to underestimate her opponent.

"My name's Arvin, by the way.”

With that, he seemed to vanish with incredible speed and reappeared in front of Lyca; her eyes widened at Arvin's speed. She didn’t have time to react; he then punched her in the mid-section, causing her to spit blood as she coughed up the air that was knocked from her lungs, falling to her knees.

Such speed, she thought. -And power.- Suddenly, a scream was heard. They both looked in the direction of the sound. Lyca saw her friend, already dressed in black leggings and a yellow blouse, staring at her with fear in her eyes.

She managed to shout one word to her friend: "RUN!" But before Emily could move, Arvin had already used his speed to appear in front of her and grab her by the neck, lifting her off the ground and choking the life from her body. Emily squealed and kicked her legs, struggling for her life under the man's grip.

No, not Emily I can't let her die.

as her anger flared at her weakness and her inability to protect her friend. Her thoughts began to race: "No, not Emily; she’s the only friend I have. I can’t let her die. Not like this; I have to do something; move, Lyca, move. Lyca’s body began to emit a blue aura that Arvin felt and looked behind him to see lyca standing on her feet and the blue energy around her. It seems Lyca has found new strength. "Interesting." He said it softly, with a curious look on his face.

"PUT HER DOWN!!! " She roared at him. He dropped Emily on the ground, and there was a thud as she hit the ground, already unconscious. Lyca could feel a new power coursing through her veins. "What is this power? It feels incredible!" she thought as a smile crept across her face. The other two assassins looked at her in awe, seeing the blue aura surrounding her. Lyca suddenly disappeared and reappeared in front of Arvin; her speed has almost quadrupled, and she fired a punch at him. Arvin was able to keep up with Lyca's newly acquired speed and block her attack. The collision echoed a thunderous boom as her fist landed on Arvin's arm, which he crossed as he blocked the attack to lessen the impact of the blow. And a shock wave was sent throughout the room, blowing away the stools, tables, and clothes that littered the room. Arvin couldn't help but smile -Her strength and speed has increased tremendously, incredible.- "Let's have some fun," he whispered to Lyca.

Lyca's eyes flickered with anger as she focused on Avrin. She was going to beat him to death for hurting Emily. Her heart was racing as the adrenaline pumped through her veins, and her senses were enhanced as she could feel everything in the room. She could hear the nervous breathing of the two previous assassins she defeated earlier, hear the slow but steady beat of Emily's heart, and smell the blood as the scent hung in the air. She could hear the water pouring from the statue in the center of the yard as the water landed in the pool and sent ripples throughout it. Feel the cool in the air; it was like everything just came to life. Her aura danced around, revealing its blue hue. It was dense, but it danced freely around her with no restrictions. Arvin looked on with excitement; the thrill of the fight littered his eyes. He could sense Lyca’s killing intent.

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"I see you have some tricks up your sleeve, but that won't save you, little girl." Avrin said, pushing her a few feet away. With the space between them, he held up his right hand in front of him and formed a thin layer of gray mist about three inches thick and four feet long. After a second, it dispersed, revealing a sword with a thin black blade. "Pick up your sword, girl." He said it with a smile on his thin lips.

Lyca moved to pick up her sword from beside the bed, not taking her gaze away from her opponent for a second. As she picked up her sword, Arvin immediately dashed at her with an overhead slash, but she managed to block the attack by raising her sword over her head. Arvin already saw this and followed through with a kick to her stomach. Lyca was sent crashing into the bed. She groaned in pain, but knowing she had no time to rest, she launched forward with a right horizontal slash. Arvin blocked with his sword, and sparks flickered through the room. However, she continued to twist her body in a full circle and followed through with a low sweep kick to his left foot. He simply lifted his leg and stepped back. Lyca then came up with an upward slash, which Arvin dodged by shifting his body to the left. Lyca then released a barrage of attacks, which Arvin blocked.

He then countered, pushing Lyca back, and followed through with an overhead slash. Lyca was able to block it by holding her sword above her head with two of hers, but this Arvin attacked with more force than before, and she was sent to her knees, gritting her teeth from the pain that was sent through her body from the force of the blow. "At least you aren't slow, little girl." He was taunting Lyca. She quickly moved her blade from under her opponent's, causing him to lose his balance momentarily, giving her enough time to roll backwards and get to her feet. She took up an offensive stance and dashed towards Arvin with multiple attacks; he dodged, parried, and blocked all her attacks.

"Brother, where are you? I need your help."

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"Do you mind explaining to me what happened here, Lucas?" The captain of the guards asked with a more demanding tone. He knew Lucas was strong and knew he could not defeat Lucas so easily—that is, if he could defeat Lucas. He also heard the stories of these two, brother and sister. People say that Lucas was a member of the queen's personal bodyguards on the Ambodian Continent. Only those with true strength and loyalty can be in this band. Even though the general of the king's army personally asked him to ensure that nothing bad happened to these two, he was still a young man, perhaps in his late twenties, so he found the stories difficult to believe. - Lord Isaac de' Cameron, the fourth. General of the king's army, conquered the lands of Theria, Alabaster, and all the way to the Mountains of the Great Ones. Now housed by three lower kings all of whom are ranked at master level or above.- But he was not going to be belittled by a nobody, even if Lord Cameron saw them worthy of his protection. since the general has also told him that the two have no idea he is watching over them and to keep it that way. Cameron knew that if Lucas found out about this, he would be angry, and the trust Lucas had in him would be no more, so this had to be kept a secret.

"Sir Matthew, I'm sorry about the ruckus caused here, but I had to defend myself."

"Defend yourself?" "Defend yourself from what?"

"An assassin," Lucas said bluntly.

Matthew had a confused look on his face. There's no way a common assassin can cause this much damage to a building. Looking at the structure now, it was a complete mess. Certain parts of the walls had holes while others had cracks in them. Some of the holes looked like they were made by a sword cutting through the wall. "And where might this assassin be?"

"You can find him dead inside. "But I must leave now."

"I'm afraid I still have more questions for you. As a result, I'll need you to accompany me to my headquarters."

"I do not have time for this, sir Matthew. "My sister's life may be in danger." He informed Matthew, managing to suppress the agitation building up in his blood.

"Tell me where your sister is, and I will send my men to retrieve her immediately." He said it again, sounding again like he was demanding Lucas do so. Lucas knew he could take out these so called guards with little effort. He had no idea how someone as weak as Matthew got the title of sir bestowed upon him; maybe the warriors were just weaker than where he came from. Lucas knew if he did not comply with Matthew, it could be trouble later on. So he went and watched as the other guards, clad in silver armor lined with gold around the joints, were sent out towards Emily’s house to look for his sister.

Lucas started looking around for an escape route as he followed Sir Matthew while the other guards led him to the headquarters of the city's protection team. He only hoped that those “so called” knights Matthew sent would reach Lyca on time.

Then he saw his exit, an alleyway between two buildings, and immediately made a run for it. He went through a dark alley between a row of concrete buildings.

"AFTER HIM!" yelled Matthew.

"Well, he seems angry," Lucas thought with a playful smile on his face. The alley had many twists and turns, which he found a bit annoying. It seemed that some of the guards weren't as slow as he thought. It seems they caught up to me faster than expected. Only three.- They came from the rooftops, which explained why they caught up to him, ignoring the different twists and turns he had to make. One of them jumped from above, trying to land on him. Lucas easily dove and rolled forward, evading his hunter. The other two were already in front of him, rushing towards him. The first one grabbed at him, and he easily twisted his body to the left and used the momentum of the guard to send him flying to the ground with a simple hit on the back of his neck. The other drew his sword, expecting Lucas to stall, but Lucas simply hopped on the sides of the building, only a few feet apart, going left, right, and left, still moving forward, until he was behind the guard and landed on the ground. The guard let out a thrust to Lucas' upper shoulder, trying to slow him down, but Lucas just pushed the blade aside with his open palm, moved in closer to the guard, and knocked him out with a blow to the back of the neck and continued running. The other guard that jumped at him stopped to check on his companions, giving Lucas enough time to escape. He saw an open door to his right and entered. I've got to get to the roof.

He immediately went up the stairs and soon arrived on the roof after going up three flights of stairs. His eyes were set on Emily's house, and he began running. While he was running atop the roof, he saw the guards that were sent after his sister taking their time walking. -Damn bastards. Hold on, sis, I'm coming.

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"If this is all girls, then you won't be able to win. Hahaha!" Arvin exclaimed as he parried yet another one of Lyca's attacks. and stomped her in the chest. She was exhausted and breathing heavily. She had multiple cuts to her arms and legs. Each time her opponent parried one of her attacks, he would cut her on a part of her exposed body and taunt her. Even with her newfound prowess, this guy was just playing with her.

Stop playing with her, you fool. Hurry and bring her to me!

Arvin heard a voice—a very angry voice—run through his mind. "It appears our time has come to an end. "I must end our little bout." He said it in a calm voice. As he stood still, the sword in his arms dispersed into many tiny pieces, turning into a blue mist that formed around his right hand. Lyca just watched, preparing for the worst. "Viper's Fang." Arvin said in a low voice, and the blue mist turned into what looked like a viper's head with its fangs bared. He then charged at her. She could see everything in slow motion, but she couldn't move as his attack rushed towards her.

"Is this how I die?" She whispered under her breath.