Chapter 137
Amusement Assassination (Part 3)
After receiving the beating of a lifetime, Zena was left laying in a dumpster without any clothing while barely clinging to consciousness. Luckily for the assassin, she had made numerous preparations in case something went wrong. These included several hidden locations that she could access for new supplies, such as clothing, weaponry and other useful items. These items also included healing potions, which allowed her to fix her injuries and put her back in top shape.
Now that she was all healed up, Zena went on to search for her targets, but was unable to find them. During the time she had been dealing with the worker and her incredibly buff younger sister, Durge and Lexton had managed to slip away from her. It would take a while, before she would see either one or the two she had previously tried to assassinate.
“...Goddammit everything to hell and back!” Zena cursed, as she was unable to find any of her targets. “How the hell did this get so screwed up!? I have all the right tools, the best chances and yet all I get is my own ass kicked!? How the hell did that happen!?”
The assassin was about to give up and go back to her hotel room, when she noticed something very interesting. It was her last two targets, Erin and Zeldana. The two of them were going through the park, much like their friends were.
The reason why Zena hadn’t gone after these two was because she saw them as the most difficult of her targets. Not only was Zeldana a target with an almost legendary status due to her history as part of the rebel forces back in the day, but Erin was also a very difficult target for her to handle. This was due to the fact that she and all the other assassins had been told to capture the redhead alive. For people like herself, who were skilled in killing people, the task of taking a target alive was not an easy task at all.
However, while the difficulty of these two targets had kept her from going after them so far, Zena did know that she would have to face them at some point. There was no getting around that. Not to mention, these two had the highest bounties on them that any targets had ever had. If she were to claim them, she would be able to retire early and could always look down on all the other assassins.
Deciding to ignore the others, the assassin followed after Erin and Zeldana. There would soon be a chance for her to complete her mission and live life on the easy.
“Shame that roller coaster was closed. It looked like a fun ride,” Erin said. “I wonder what could have happened there, though? I hope no one was injured because of it.”
“Meh. These types of places always make a big deal about all the safety precautions that they have installed, yet secretly cut back on those costs in order to pocket the money for themselves. They just hope that no one actually ends up killed, despite the danger they’re in,” Zeldana said. “What I find more strange is the fact that the bumper cars were out of order. The hell happened over there? Did somebody get run over by one of the cars or something?”
“Hard to say… Good thing there are plenty of rides to enjoy, so it’s not like we don’t get to do anything,” the redhead said with a shrug. “Let’s go find something else to try out.”
Zena followed behind her two targets, waiting for an opportunity. Unfortunately for her, no good chance seemed to come up. Due to the fact that she wasn’t allowed to kill Erin, she couldn’t utilize her usual methods of sabotage to cause accidents. The assassin needed to find a way to kill the elf, yet leave the redhead alive, which was proving to be more difficult than she could have imagined.
What she needed was for her two targets to separate for a moment, which would allow her to deal with them using different methods, or for them to take part in an activity that allowed the same opportunity. The first was unlikely to happen, as there was no way two people that knew assassins were after them would suddenly split up. Such a thought was simply idiotic. All Zena could do was hope for her second option to come up.
Just as the assassin was starting to lose hope, she saw Zeldana starting to eye an ice cream shop. It looked like the elf was hungry for something sweet, which could be the chance Zena was looking for.
“What’s the matter, Zel?” Erin asked, looking over to where her companion was staring at. “Do you want ice cream?”
“Oh please say yes!” Zena muttered silently while observing her targets. “I’m so sick and tired of following you two assholes around, having a good time! I seriously need this shit to end!”
“...Well, not really. The store just reminded me of this one friend of mine. He used to make all sorts of sweet treats back in the day,” Zeldana replied. “I guess I was just feeling a bit nostalgic. That’s all.”
As Erin simply nodded in understanding, Zena was about to tear out the hair on her head from sheer frustration. The opportunity she had thought had come her way was seemingly nothing more than a false alarm.
“...But now that you mention it, I wouldn’t mind a little cold treat,” Zeldana said with a smile. “As long as you’re buying, that is.”
“Sure. I’ll pay, you big kid,” Erin said with a sigh, yet a small smile formed on her lips. “Let’s go get some ice cream.”
Zena could almost cheer upon hearing that her targets were going to the shop. She already had the perfect plan in mind for what she was going to do.
However, just as she was about to go and follow after the duo, she saw something that caused her to freeze in place. For just a very brief moment, around a mere second at best, she could have sworn she saw Zeldana not only look in her direction, but stare right in her eyes.
But something like that should have been impossible, right? After all, Zena was an expert assassin and had kept herself hidden all this time. There was no way the elf actually knew about her.
Despite reassuring herself to the best of her abilities, the assassin followed her targets with a hint of doubt gnawing at the back of her mind.
Once inside the store, Zena made sure to follow her targets close enough for her to hear what they were saying, while keeping enough distance that it wasn’t obvious. As she waited in line behind the two, her hands were in her pockets, twirling two vials filled with special liquids that would be the key to her succession in this mission. One had a lethal poison in it, while the other one was a powerful sleeping poison. Her plan was to use these to eliminate Zeldana, while knocking out Erin so that she could be captured.
It was finally the turn for her two targets to order. Zena perked up her ears in order to listen as closely as possible to what they were getting.
“Let’s see… I’ll have a large chocolate ice cream with strawberry jam and marshmallows,” Erin said as she looked through the menu. “What about you, Zel?”
“I’ll have mega-sized mango with extra orange sauce,” the elf said. “With some chocolate chip cookies as well.”
Zena made sure to remember the two orders her targets had placed. Once they had walked away, the assassin walked up to the counter.
“Hello and welcome to Happy Scoops!” the lady behind the counter greeted Zena with a bright and friendly smile. “What would you like, miss?”
“Uhh… Actually, this is a bit embarrassing to say, but I’m not looking for any ice cream,” the assassin lied, while putting on an act like she was in pain and held her stomach. “It’s just that… My stomach has been acting up a bit. Do you think I could use your bathroom?”
“Huh? There should be bathrooms pretty much everywhere in the park, so why would you… Never mind. That doesn’t matter,” the lady behind the counter wondered for a moment, but quickly shook it off and pointed at the direction where the bathroom was. “It just around the corner over there.”
“Thank you very much!” Zena said, still acting the part of someone who was sick, as she dashed towards the location pointed out to her.
However, soon after she had disappeared behind the corner where the bathroom was located, the assassin soon poked her out from behind the cover she was hiding behind. Making sure that no one was paying attention to her, she put her stealth skills to use and sneaked her way into the employee area. Once there, she went to the place where employees switched to their uniforms. Much to her fortune, there was a single young lady getting ready to start her shift at the store.
“Dammit, I can’t believe I got here late! And on a busy day like this!” the lady cursed to herself as she was trying to change into her uniform in a hurry. “I hope the boss isn’t too mad with me…”
“That’s going to be the least of your worries,” a voice spoke behind her.
The worker turned around to see who had spoken to her, only for a fist to connect with her face and knock her out. She was then hidden inside one of the empty lockers, as her uniform was stolen.
After that, Zena emerged from the changing room, now dressed as one of the workers. She looked around her chaotic surroundings, as workers were rushing to get orders finished and delivered to their customers.
“Hey, you! Don’t just stand there daydreaming!” one of the other employees suddenly called out to the assassin. “Get this order to table 25 now!”
“Sure! Right away!” Zena said, as she forced a smile on her face in order to hide the anger she was feeling. While she didn’t want to blow her cover, she didn’t like getting bossed around by some part-time workers.
However, her anger soon vanished, as she recognized the order before her. The assassin grinned as she grabbed the tray and got her vials ready.
As soon as she got into the customer area, Zena looked around at the tables and soon found number 25. Just like she had suspected, Erin and Zeldana were sitting there. The assassin couldn’t help but grin, as her plan was coming together. The elf’s food had lethal poison on it, which would kill her with just a single spoonful. At the same time, the redhead would be put to sleep by the poison that had been put into her food, allowing Zena to easily take her along to the authorities and claim her bounty.
The biggest two bounties ever would both be claimed by her. She would soon become one of the richest people in the world and would be living it large.
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Meanwhile, Erin and Zeldana were talking to each other, seemingly unaware of the danger they were in.
“So this friend of yours… was he part of the same group you were back in the day?” the redhead asked, trying to avoid words that would catch unwanted attention. “Were the two of you close or simple acquaintances?”
“Huh? You mean the resistance army?” the elf asked bluntly.
“Shhh! Don’t say things like that out loud!” Erin quickly shushed her partner, while looking around for anyone that could have heard them. “Words like that are going to get us into trouble!”
“Oh, would you calm down a bit!? Nothing’s gonna happen from a few words! Besides, we already have plenty of people chasing us, so what is going to change anyways!?” Zeldana said, a bit irritated by how the redhead was acting. “But yeah. The friend I mentioned was someone I met back in those days. He, along with a couple of others, could be said to have been the main players in our group. If I were to put in simple terms, I guess you could have called us the heroes of the resistance or something like that.”
“Yeah, sure. Heroes. I’m sure you were,” Erin said, not even trying to hide her disbelief. “So who exactly was that guy and what did he do?”
“You know, usually when people want more information, they at least have the decency to act like they believe what they’re being told. Were you never taught any manners, you little turd?” the elf asked, angered by the lack of belief the redhead was showing. “Anyways, he was a bit of a strange case for sure. He was easily one of the strongest in our group, second only to our clear number one. However, he never seemed to take any pride in what he was doing, despite how passionate he was about defeating the Overlords.”
“Maybe he was just focused on the mission itself? Sometimes there are people like that who don’t take pride in what they do, seeing at simply as work that they must do,” Erin suggested. “He could have been a super serious guy like that.”
“No, that’s definitely not it. He wasn’t that uptight and serious. It was more like he was carrying this insane amount of guilt on his shoulders,” Zeldana explained. “I remember this one time we came to a village that had been destroyed by the forces of the Overlords. Upon seeing what they had done, he had this look of anguish on his face, like he himself had caused the whole thing.”
“Sounds like he was carrying quite the burden on him,” the redhead said. “What happened to him in the end?”
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“He died,” the elf replied, shocking Erin. “Why are you so surprised? If that guy was still alive, he would be the most wanted man in the whole world. Not you.”
“I… guess that makes sense,” the redhead said awkwardly. “Sorry for your loss.”
“It happened a long time ago, so there’s really no need for that. I do still appreciate the sentiment, though,” Zeldana said. “However, the weirdest thing about him is that he was very similar to a certain someone.”
“Really? Who’s that?” Erin asked.
“That would be you, actually,” the elf replied, surprising the redhead. “The way you both seem to try carry everything on yourselves and seem to take responsibility for every little thing around you. Just gonna say this right now, you don’t want to live your life like that. It really did a number on him.”
To say that Erin was surprised would be an understatement. She had never expected anybody from this world to be similar to herself in any matter, except in some cases for being human of course. The redhead had to wonder just who this person was in the end? What caused him to feel responsible for the atrocities that the Overlords committed? Several ideas came to her. He could have been a former member of the military, who rebelled after seeing just how cruel his new masters were. He could have even been a noble or some other high-level figure.
However, a lot of the details would be things that she would have to find through Zeldana, if the elf was willing to share that information with her.
It was at this time that Zena had come out of the kitchen, carrying the tray that had the cold and sweet treats the two of them had ordered. The assassin, having already poisoned the food, was now making her way towards the two unsuspecting soon to be victims.
“You know what was the craziest thing about him, though?” Zeldana suddenly asked.
“I… don’t have any ideas,” Erin said. “What would that be?”
“He was an insanely good cook!” the elf said with a big smile. “What was especially delicious were all these sweet treats that he would make from time to time. For some reason, this incredible warrior that was practically the poster boy of our whole army was very much into making all this sugary stuff that was really popular! Pancakes, pudding, pies, you name it!”
“That must have been nice to have back then.” the redhead said with a small smile. “Was there anything that was your favorite out of all them?”
“Well… That’s a bit hard to say, as all of it was crazy tasty,” Zeldana said with a thoughtful look on her face. “Although, if I really had to choose, it would have to be this chocolate cake that he once made for us.”
By now, Zena had reached their table, though Erin and Zeldana were so caught up in their conversation that neither of them had noticed her yet. The assassin was about to call out to them.
“I swear, the cake was THIS BIG!” Zeldana suddenly said, throwing up her arms in order to indicate just how large the cake she was talking about was.
However, the elf accidentally hit the tray Zena was holding, causing the food she was carrying to fly in her face. The assassin was now covered in ice cream.
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The loud crash that had come from the tray and the bowls falling to the floor caught the attention of everybody in the restaurant. A looming and uncomfortable silence fell over the place, as all eyes were on the messy assassin, who could only stand in shock over what had just happened.
It was one of the other employees who broke the silence, as she rushed over to the scene.
“We are so sorry about this, dear customers!” the employee said apologetically, as she handed paper towels to Zeldana and Erin. “Our waiter should have been far more careful with your order! I promise that you’ll get your money back! Neither one of you is hurt, are you?”
“H-Hang on,” Erin said, finally breaking out of her shock. “We’re fine, but this wasn’t her fault.”
“That’s right!” Zena said, angered over being blamed for what had happened. “It was she who-”
“Oh, nothing too bad happened to us, I can promise you that!” Zeldana suddenly said, taking over the flow of the conversation. “However, while we didn’t suffer any physical harm, I do have to say that I’m quite upset over what has happened here. Not only did we end up losing the treats that we waited in line for so long, but I’m afraid we don’t have the time to wait for any replacements! In short, we have simply wasted our time, even if we do get our money back! Just how will we be repaid for the clumsiness of your employee?”
“You lowly little-!” the assassin said as she glared at the elf.
“We completely understand your frustration, miss!” the employee said, not allowing Zena to speak up. “We’ll make sure to do our best to compensate you for what you’ve gone through! I hope you can find it in yourselves to forgive us for this blunder!”
“That sounds wonderful!” Zeldana said with a big smile. “Thank you so much for your great service!”
The employee bowed her head and apologized one more time to Erin and Zeldana, telling them that they would receive their refund and compensation at the cash register. She then grabbed Zena by the shoulder and dragged her away.
As the assassin was being taken away, she managed to look over to where her targets were and saw Zeldana sticking her tongue out at her. Zena could feel her blood boiling to the point she almost decided to forget about her disguise and simply run to the elf and strangle her. It was only by her willpower to remain as professional as possible that such an end was avoided.
Once the assassin was out of sight, Zeldana stood up from her seat, followed by Erin, who was glaring at her.
“What the hell was all that about!?” the redhead whispered angrily. “You know damn well that whole mess was your fault way more than hers! I know you have a twisted sense of humor, but does it have to include getting poor workers at minimum wage jobs getting fired!?”
“Oh, trust me. What happened here was way funnier than that,” the elf responded as she snickered. “Besides, you wouldn’t have wanted to eat that ice cream anyways. The special ingredients she brought with her aren’t all that good for you.”
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Meanwhile, Zena was getting chewed up by the manager of the restaurant where she had disguised herself as one of the workers. Some of the other employees were also glaring at her, seeing her as a problematic employee that would cause troubles for all of them.
“How the hell could you screw something this simple so badly!? Weren’t you born with any common sense at all or are you just trying to screw things up for everybody here!?” the manager, an older woman, ranted at the assassin. “Do you have anything to say in your defense at all or should I just go ahead and fire you!?”
“First of all, you don’t need to yell at me! I can hear you perfectly fine! Second, had you been watching, you’d know it was that dumbass elf’s fault that the whole mess happened in the first place, so there’s no point in chewing my ass out at all!” Zena shouted back at the manager. “And last, but certainly not least, you don’t need to fire me! I QUIT! Enjoy your crap job of serving idiots while making barely minimum wage, asshole!”
“Why you…! Just what kind of a service industry worker are you supposed to be!? Why were you even hired in the first place!?” the manager asked angrily, only to realize something. “Hang on… Just when did I hire you? I don’t recall seeing you ever before, yet you stand here wearing our uniform.”
This comment from the manager caught the attention of the other workers, who were now questioning the legitimacy of the employee before them.
“Hey, the boss is right. I don’t think I’ve ever seen her before either,” one of the workers stated, before turning towards one of their colleagues. “Do you know her?”
“Don’t look at me. This is my fist time seeing her as well,” the other worker replied.
“This could be bad… Maybe she’s a spy sent in by one of our competitors?” a third worker suggested. “I’ve heard that there are people that infiltrate companies just so that they can steal their secrets and sell to somebody else.”
“H-Hey now! Let’s not get too hasty here!” Zena said, trying to hide her nervousness. “I’m just a temporary worker that was quickly hired to help with the rush! Nothing more!”
“Well that’s complete bullshit!” the manager shouted. “No matter what the circumstances are, I make sure to interview every possible employee and train them so that they won’t make the same level mistakes you do! So mind telling me just who the hell you are or do we have to beat it out of you!?”
Seeing as how her cover had been blown, the assassin decided to resort to her only option available.
“...YOU’LL NEVER CATCH ME, YOU CREAM-COVERED BASTARDS!” Zena shouted defiantly, as she ran towards the nearest exit.
However, just as she was about to reach the door, it opened violently, knocking her back. As she sat up, she saw a familiar sight that made her blood freeze in her veins. It was the same wrestler woman, who had beaten her up earlier that day.
“No… Not YOU again!” Zena cried out in disbelief. “Why the hell are you even here!?”
“That’s her, sis!” the employee, whose outfit the assassin had stolen, shouted from behind the wrestler. “She’s the one who punched your big sis!”
“Are you related to someone in every shop in this godforsaken park or something!?” Zena asked, before she was grabbed by the front of her shirt and lifted up. “PLEASE NOT THE FACE THIS TIME!”
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Meanwhile, Erin and Zeldana were continuing their tour through the park, trying out the attractions that caught their interest. It didn’t take long for Zena to find them once again, having escaped the clutches of the furious ice cream workers, although not without her fair share of injuries. Once she spotted her two targets, she made sure to stay as close to them as possible, hatching a new plan in her mind.
“That damn Zeldana is going to regret foiling my plan!” the assassin grumbled to herself, as she glared at the elf. “This time, I’ll make sure that I get to torture that wench to death, once I get my hands on her!”
The two targets, seemingly unaware of the looming threat, were looking over a large Ferris wheel. Erin was in awe of the large construction, as she had never seen an amusement park ride as enormous as it. The redhead’s reaction didn’t go unnoticed by Zeldana, who couldn’t help but smirk.
“You feel like trying it out?” the elf asked. “The line doesn’t seem too bad, so we should be able to ride it relatively soon.”
“Sure! I’m willing to bet the view from there has got to be incredible!” Erin said in an excited voice. “I wonder if we can see the others from there?”
“Who knows? You never know what you get to see from such heights,” Zeldana said with a shrug. “I guess we could make it into a fun game, if nothing else.”
As the two of them walked towards the ride, Zena followed close behind them. She was going to stick to the two of them like glue and make sure that they wouldn’t be able to escape her gaze.
Once the ride started, Erin and Zeldana got inside their own cart, as Zena got inside the one right after them. For most of the ride, the assassin didn’t do anything, as she was waiting for the perfect opportunity to make her move. This allowed her targets to enjoy the ride to the fullest, as they looked over the sights before them.
“Wow… This is amazing,” Erin said as she watched at everything going on below them. “You never get just how large these places are, until you get a proper perspective of everything.”
“Yeah, it’s quite something to take in,” Zeldana said as she looked over the park as well. “...Hang on. Is that Ryle and Arnie down there?”
“Really? Where?” the redhead asked, as the elf pointed towards where their two friends were. “Oh, it is them!...What are they doing?”
“From what I can tell, Ryle is trying to get Arnie to share the largest cup of soda I’ve ever seen in my life,” Zeldana said. “Although, calling that a cup isn’t doing that thing justice. That’s more like barrel.”
“For the love of… If she ends up asking us to stop because she needs to go to the toilet, I swear I’m going to make her walk all the way,” Erin said with a sigh, before looking over to another direction. “Hey, I think I see Durge and Lexton over there!”
“That sure is them,” the elf said, looking over in the same direction. “Looks like they found a way to enjoy the park, even of they’re not using the rides.”
“What are they doing exactly?” the redhead asked. “They’re just talking to that person at that game stall. And they seem to be bowing down to Lex for some reason.”
“Isn’t it obvious?” Zeldana asked with a snicker. “Lex is a professional scammer, so he can probably pick up on the tricks these people use to scam their customers. He’s most likely threatening to reveal their tricks to everyone and ruin their business, unless he gets something from them.”
“...Seriously?” Erin asked in a deadpan tone. “He’s actually doing stuff like that even here? Can’t he just do something fun for once?”
“Something tells me that this is what he does for fun,” the elf said with a small grin. “What else do you think he’s going to do here for amusement?”
“...Fair enough.”
As Erin and Zeldana were talking with each other, their cart had moved to a position that would allow Zena to go through with her plan. Using her tools to open the door to her cart, she climbed up on top of the ride and began to quickly make her way to the cart her targets were inside. The way their carts were positioned in was so that the assassin was above the two of them. Now she could simply climb down on the roof of their cart without being noticed.
Back inside the cart with Erin and Zeldana, the two of them were continuing their conversation without any worries.
“By the way, that old friend of yours, is there anything else you can tell me about him?” Erin asked, hoping to learn more about this mysterious figure from Zeldana’s past. “Did he tell you anything about himself?”
“Not much, I’m afraid,” the elf replied with a shrug. “He was someone who kept a lot to himself and didn’t reveal much about himself. Outside of being a generally nice guy, all I knew about him was that he somehow took the crimes of the Overlords really hard and that he was a great cook.”
“Did he never explain why he took the actions of the Overlords so seriously?” the redhead asked. “I mean, somebody must have asked him about it at some point.”
“Of course they did. I was one of them,” Zeldana said. “But no matter who it was or how many times they asked, he would either avoid the question or ignore it completely.”
“I see…”
At that time, Zena had made her way to the cart of the duo. She carefully landed on its roof, before crawling over to the side. The assassin had a small hammer and a sleeping gas bomb with her, which were the tools she was going to use in order to complete her mission. She would use the hammer to break the window and then right away throw in the gas bomb. With her targets knocked out, she would be able to carry them out of the ride once it ended, claiming that they were her “friends” and they had fallen asleep. After taking them to a more secluded place, she would enjoy making the elf suffer, before taking the redhead to the authorities and claiming their two bounties.
Zena grinned to herself as she gripped her tools. The thought of what she would get to do was filling her with sheer excitement.
However, the assassin couldn’t see Zeldana glance towards her direction and let out a small sigh.
“Hey, do you know what’s the most fun part about rides like this?” the elf suddenly asked with a small smirk.
“Huh? Isn’t it the sights you get to see?” Erin asked in return.
“Well, that’s one thing, but that’s not the best part,” Zeldana replied as a grin spread over her face. “The most fun part is doing THIS!”
Without any warning, the elf began to rock the cart very violently. This caused the redhead to let out a small scream in response, as she hadn’t been prepared to what her companion would do.
However, while Erin was scared due to being taken by surprise and the fear of their cart somehow falling despite all the safety measures, Zena was absolutely terrified over what was happening. Once the cart began to swing wildly, she let out a terrified scream and dropped her tools. Not only that, but she actually fell of the roof and had to desperately grab on to the side of the cart, holding on for dear life. The assassin was so scared of her predicament that she even ended up wetting herself. She only hoped that no other assassin was in the park, so she could avoid being seen by someone she knew.
“Zel, you freaking jerk!” Erin shouted angrily at the elf, who was laughing like a hyena. “Did you really have to do that!? I almost pissed myself, you ass!”
“Well, at least in your case, it didn’t actually happen,” Zeldana said as she glanced towards the side of the cart where Zena was hanging on. “Can’t say that about everybody.”
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Meanwhile, Arkay was exiting a nearby bathroom. The large soda Ryle had gotten for them had been quite a bit to drink. He was about to go looking for his blonde companion, when something fell on his head.
“Ow! What the-!?” the cat boy said as he rubbed his head and looked around for what had caused the sudden pain. He soon found a strange cylinder-shaped object on the ground next to him. “What’s this?”
Just as he was about to pick it up, the object let out green smoke. Arkay let out a few coughs, as he felt his consciousness start to slip and his eyelids to suddenly feel very heavy. Realizing what had happened to him, the cat boy began to stagger away in search of Ryle, hoping to warn her about a potential attack.
Said blonde just exited another bathroom and soon noticed Arkay swaying around.
“Hey, Arnie, are you okay?” Ryle called out to the cat boy as she walked over to him, worried over his well-being.
Before she could ask any further questions, Arkay suddenly fell towards her. The blonde caught him in her arms and quickly checked his condition, relieved to find that he had only fallen asleep.
“...Best day ever!” Ryle squealed to herself as she picked up the unconscious boy in her arms and carried him happily.
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Back with Erin and Zeldana, the two of them had just walked out of the Ferris wheel, when they noticed someone leaning against a nearby fence while breathing heavily. The redhead couldn’t help but feel concerned over the stranger’s condition.
“Hey, you think she’s okay?” Erin asked, motioning towards the sick-looking person. “Maybe we should help her?”
“I guess we could… But you should leave this one to me. I’m the medical professional here,” Zeldana said with a smirk, as she walked towards the stranger. “Besides, I work better in these things, when I go solo.”
The redhead decided to leave it up to the elf to check up on the stranger, knowing that the elf could help her. What she didn’t know was that this ill stranger was the assassin that had been trying to attack their group throughout the day.
However, Zeldana knew completely who the person before her was. A grin had spread over her face as she took full enjoyment out of the assassin’s misfortune.
Zena herself was so focused on steadying her breathing that she had no idea her targets had taken notice of her and one of them was walking towards her. It was only when Zeldana put a hand on her shoulder and leaned in to whisper to her ear that she realized this.
“Just so you know, I’ve had dozens of assassins come after me and I’ve beaten them all. If I were to put you among them, you wouldn’t get even in the top ten of those who have tried to take my life,” the elf whispered while grinning. “The only reason you’re alive right now is because I found you more amusing than threatening. Next time? I might not see it that way. Make what you will of that.”
Having given her threat to the assassin, Zeldana walked back to Erin, telling the redhead that there was nothing to worry about. The two of them then left, leaving Zena on her own.
However, while the elf had expected her threat to make the assassin give up and run away, this didn’t happen. In fact, her words had caused to motivate Zena by igniting a fury and a thirst for vengeance within her. All her life she had been mocked and ridiculed and this was the last straw.
She no longer cared about completing her mission in a manner that it needed. She was going to kill all of her targets, even if it was the last thing she would do.
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