Chapter 13 - The Final Target.
The assassin rushed her with terrifying speed, his blade slicing through the rain.
Elara sidestepped the heavy downward strike, feeling the cold steel graze her bare shoulder.
She countered with a swift thrust to his ribs, but the blade sparked against hidden body armor.
He backhanded her across the jaw, sending her skidding across the wet, slippery tarmac.
Elara tasted fresh blood in her mouth, her vision swimming for a fraction of a second.
She forced herself up as the assassin raised his sword for a decapitating strike.
She slid under his guard, using the slick surface of the roof to her advantage.
Driving her knife upward with all her remaining strength, she found the unprotected gap beneath his chin.
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The assassin froze, his eyes widening in shock behind his tactical mask.
He collapsed backward, the heavy rain washing the blood away as quickly as it spilled.
