When Jacob looked down.
The shallow cut on his arm was already turning deep purple. A sickly numbness was spreading through his body, draining his strength bit by bit.
"Boss… I need to force the poison out. But it will take me half an hour of time!" he said through clenched teeth, his face pale with guilt.
Alex : ???
Half an hour?!
What do you mean you're clocking out this early?
Bro, are you sure you are not joking, how can you leave me here with this Assassin in such a perilous moment.
Before he could shout back to him to tell his inner thoughts, the black-clad assassin dropped down from the roof with a long sword gleaming in his hand, lunging straight at Alex.
His intent couldn't be more clear now ...Tokill.
"Oh hell no!" Alex yelped in panic.
His brain screamed with urgency, God! That knife was coated in with poison, who knows what will be on that sword?
