Chapter 50: Assassins Everyone die.

"Prepare for battle," he said seriously, summoning an ice sword. Strax had already given the sword he had kept to Samira, and she did the same. "I'm always ready," she said as her sword burst into flames.

"And you'll have to explain why you were using my ability," she commented seriously and felt something coming towards her face, but promptly stopped it.

*Swoosh!*

The arrow that came towards Samira's face was quickly cut by her perfectly and with a subtle and carefree movement.

"That wasn't cool," she said, pointing the sword at the archer, "Didn't they teach you manners?!" Samira said, hearing from a taller man among them, who seemed to be the leader of this group, "Just hand over Strax Vorah!" The pseudo-leader shouted, "We have no interest in you, Samira Blaze! We just want the newbie!" The shout came from the hooded man in the background.

"Tsk, they already know about me," she muttered angrily, after all, as Malik had said, the Blazes and the Vorahs were troublesome. If they knew about her at this point, they would probably come after her. Strax, smiling, raised his hand.

"A quick question, who do you think you are to demand something from me?" He said, widening his mischievous smile, which provoked the group that aimed their bows at him even faster. "Hey, quiet down, don't make things worse," she whispered to him, already knowing that this fight could be intense.

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The sound of horse hooves came from behind Samira and Strax, who saw Jason arriving holding a cloak in one hand; his body had several bloodstains. "I'm sorry, I just dealt with some assassins, but it seems I've found our pursuers," he said, holding a black and gold badge. "They call themselves the Shadow League.

From the information I have, they're led by the Assassin Queen, that stupid woman who never showed her face, at least that's what they say." He explained, showing the badge engraved with a crow's skeleton and three wings of black wood. Strax saw it quickly, but returned to observe the enemies who seemed to have become really annoyed with what Jason referred to their Mistress.

"Tsk, well, it looks like we have no choice," Strax said and looked at the men who raised their bows and pointed them at him, as well as a mage who had a magic circle already conjured, pointed by the tip of his staff directly in their direction. It didn't seem to be anything important because even Strax could see that the magic circle had only one circle, showing that it wasn't really strong.

If it were, the circle would be much more complex.

A precise and flawless advance, cutting, breaking, and dodging arrows in the fastest and most efficient way possible. "What nonsense, and they call themselves assassins." Jason appeared in front of one, plunging his black iron sword into his head. He wanted to say something, but when he looked to the side... There were five charred skeletons...

"I warned that everyone would die for trying to touch him!" He heard the female scream beside him. Then, another skeleton flew charred and hit a tree, destroying it. This time, this skeleton still had... pieces of flesh stuck to its bones, but they were completely burnt. Jason just saw that and couldn't help but repeat. "Young master...

what have you done..." But soon his thoughts were taken from him with an assassin trying to ambush him from behind. It was clear that he had already sensed him a long time ago. "Tsk, you guys are idiots." The sound of the dagger being blocked came, and Jason turned around, giving a spinning slash and decapitating the assassin.

Jason heard a sound and turned back, seeing Strax kicking the stomach of the leader of the assassins.

The blow was so powerful that the sound reverberated through the area, making the leader of the assassins stagger back, leaving a trail on the ground marked by the force of the impact, half staggering, trying to recover, but he didn't stop showing a clear expression of pain. The strength he felt... "Fire and Ice," the Assassin commented, "You're full of surprises."

Strax looked at that, what was the assassin referring to? "Using fire to propel and ice to fortify, it seems I'm quite creative." He said to the wind, looking at the semi-frozen state of his leg, which quickly melted with the heat of his fire... "You're not weak as they say out there," the assassin spoke, as he put his hand on his belly, which was visibly frozen.

"Well, you can't trust what they say, can you?" Strax mocked, smiling. Although difficult, Strax had no problems with this fight. "Out of nowhere? Strax, don't be naive... We've been watching you for years." He said. Strax looked at him and commented, "The Assassin Queen is interested in me?" He smiled.

"I have no reason to answer anything to a Vorah," he spoke, and again... he turned invisible. "You know, sometimes I think it's destiny, but why don't you introduce me to her? I'm heading to the Duchy." Strax said aloud, while he focused and controlled his breathing. He needed to find out where the man was.

Strax stayed quiet. For a moment, he thought he might lose his concentration, but his mind entered a state of focus so surprising that with just one wrong move...

Crack!

One of the plants, just a few steps away from him, shattered like glass shards, causing his blade to automatically aim for the head of his target. The strong wind of his strike stopped just inches from the assassin's throat.

"You come to me without information, with a squad of recruits to intimidate me. I hope the person who put the bounty on me and your Mistress are strong enough to bear the consequences of defying an order from Xenovia Vorah." Strax bluffed, slicing a part of the man's neck, while a layer of ice formed, trapping his body as he tried to move.

"X-Xenovia?!" He stammered upon hearing what Strax said...