"You have finished your work," the shadow said, its voice a chilling whisper laced with sinister satisfaction, reverberating eerily through the night air.
The assassin shuddered uncontrollably at the demonic resonance hidden within each word.
"Wh-Who are you?" he stammered weakly, desperately trying to rise, only to find himself paralyzed by an unseen, malevolent force radiating from the creature.
Ignoring his futile attempts at resistance, the shadowy figure continued smoothly, amusement evident beneath its chilling tone. "I was fortunate to find that girl in the marketplace—recognizing the Draconic bloodline flowing through her veins was unexpected luck indeed. Your involvement has been unsurprisingly helpful."
