the murder of crows: hands you a scroll Your target. Swift and silent.
Gelmato looks at the paper go attack the man here?
the murder of crows: nods Yes, that's your mission. He is a corrupt official involved in illegal arms dealing. We want him taken care of.
Gelmato thinking ummm…. ok
the murder of crows: leans in closer Remember, Gelmato, this is not just any ordinary mission. It is crucial that we maintain our secrecy and efficiency.
Gelmato thinking yes…. I understand
the murder of crows: hands you a small pouch Here are your weapons and tools. Sharp and tailored for precision.
Gelmato takes the small pouch
the murder of crows: sternly Gelmato, remember, we trust you with this mission because of your skills and dedication.
Gelmato thinking thank you I will do my best…
the murder of crows: firmly Good. Now, go. Do not delay. Time is of the essence.
Gelmato walks out the door
the murder of crows: watches Gelmato leave, a sense of determination in their eyes
Gelmato starts walking to the location on the paper
the murder of crows: in the shadows, observing Gelmato's progress, their eyes glinting with anticipation
Gelmato gets to the location and sees the guy on the paper
the murder of crows: silently steps forward, blending into the shadows Gelmato, wait.
As Gelmato confronts the target, the target pulls out a gun and shoots him in the shoulder
Gelmato wipes the blood from his shoulder
the murder of crows: swiftly moves in, taking advantage of the distraction Take this! delivers a swift kick to the target's chest, knocking him off balance Target: stumbles back, gasping for breath What the hell is going on here?
Gelmato points his weapon at the man I am a representative of the murder of crows we have been sent to take you out
the murder of crows: smirks, their voice low and menacing Oh, so you've heard of us. But you underestimate our speed and precision.
Gelmato thinking I have the upper hand I can do whatever I want with him
the murder of crows: raises an eyebrow, their eyes gleaming with calculated intensity Indeed, you may think you have the upper hand.
Gelmato thinking yeah I do
the murder of crows: swiftly lunges at Gelmato, delivering a series of rapid, precise strikes Surprise, Gelmato. Speed and agility can be just as deadly as brute strength.
Gelmato blocks the attacks and counters
the murder of crows: dodges Gelmato's counterattack with a nimble feint, their movements fluid and calculated You underestimate our training, Gelmato.
Gelmato thinking damn it they are good
the murder of crows: delivers a final, decisive blow, striking Gelmato's neck with the edge of their hand Your speed may be quick, Gelmato, but our training is unmatched.
Gelmato drops to a knee and looks up at them
the murder of crows: steps back, their eyes cold and calculating Get up, Gelmato. This isn't over yet.
Gelmato stands up and gets back into fighting position
the murder of crows: smirks, their voice dripping with disdain Fighting is all well and good, Gelmato, but sometimes, diplomacy speaks louder than violence. pulls out a small vial
Gelmato thinking what is that
the murder of crows: raises the vial, their voice calm and measured It's a rare poison, Gelmato.
the murder of crows: steps closer, holding the vial out in front of them It's called "The Silent End." And as its name suggests, it brings about a quiet demise.
the murder of crows: smirks, their voice cold and detached Don't worry, Gelmato. We won't let you suffer a slow death.