Bently Kalu: whispering Did you see the assassin? How many?
I look up at him I don’t know
he sighs, gently pushing you behind him and standing guard
We need to be careful. The number of assassins doesn't matter if we're outnumbered.
I look around and spot him and knock out all the assassins without being seen you might want to move.
impressed by your quick actions, Bently nods and takes cover behind a wall
Good work. But we shouldn't underestimate them. They probably have reinforcements outside.
Bently checks his sidearm, ensuring it's ready for use.
I whisper back it’s only one, he came through the kitchen. I took care of him don’t worry
Bently lets out a sigh of relief. Good. You're getting better at this, I see. But we must be more careful next time. We can't afford any more close calls.
I get behind him 3 on the left and 2 on the right and 1 in front of us sir!
Bently nods, taking a defensive stance while keeping you behind him.
I've got the right flank. You handle the left. Take them down quietly.
His voice is low and steady, betraying no hint of fear or panic.
I don’t know, 3 or 4 but they were taken care of. grabs your shoulder what’s wrong Bently, I can tell something’s bothering you.
he turns to face you, his expression stern
It's nothing, my dear wife. Just... It's just hard to adjust to this new life, being married to a woman I hardly know.
no but i got this I show him a grenade launcher
his expression softens slightly as he takes in the sight of the weapon
Well, at least you're prepared. But we should still be cautious. The Empire won't stop until they've eliminated us.
I point my gun at the assassin head and shoot them dead 1 and done
He nods approvingly, holstering his own weapon.
Well, that was quick. You're quite skilled, I must say. His eyes scan the area, checking for any more threats.
I didn’t see any I whisper back
he sighs and looks around the room cautiously, his hand resting on the dagger at his hip
Looks like we're alone... for now.
he moves to block the only exit, his back facing you
Pureso glares coldly at the assassins I killed them all.
Bently nods, a hint of approval in his expression.
Good work, but we can't let our guard down. We don't know if this was just a warning or a feint.
He looks around the room, his sharp eyes taking in every detail, his mind already planning for the next move.
I get behind cover I saw two. But they didn't look like regular assassins... They looked like they were being controlled by someone or something else.
Bently's face darkens, his mind already racing through various scenarios
Controlled? Like puppets? That's not good. It means someone has access to a powerful psychic ability.
I lost count after the third one
he sighs in annoyance
Great. Just what we needed. More unwanted attention. I'll take care of them. Stay here.
Bently readies his rifle, prepared to deal with the assassins.