Ch: 69 [Attack on the League]

Ch: 69 [Attack on the League]

[3rd Person POV]

"I am really disappointed," The busty intruder opened her mask, revealing her face.

"Cynthia!"

"Stop!"

The archer came out of his hiding after stopping the assassins from engaging anymore. He knows the identity of the intruder, and he also knows that no one in that place can stop her.

"Ah, Merlin. A good call but a useless one. I did leave a warning. He should have listened to me. Instead, he chose to attack my children. Today, I will bury the league under this mountain," Cynthia said, summoning her giant sword and pointing it toward the archer, Merlin.

...

Approx. Three years ago, Merlin and five groups of elite assassins arrived in New York to assassinate a woman named Cynthia on the order of the league of assassins. His target was a single mother of two children.

Merlin shadowed her for a week and learned everything about her. Then, he set up a perfect plan to kill the woman without raising any alarms.

A car accident due to brake failure...

One night, Cynthia was walking home after finishing her duty at the shopping mall, and a brake-failed truck rushed toward her location. In most cases, when a regular human faces such a situation, their body freezes in fear and meets their demise.

That's what Merlin aimed for.

However, little did Merlin know the terror that was about to fall on him. He watched the speeding truck approaching his target from a safe distance, and just like he predicted, she froze in her place. In just a few seconds, his mission will be over.

However, all his efforts were in vain because he found himself standing in place of Cynthia while she was standing on the top of the truck, glaring at him with her ice-cold eyes. He blacked out for a moment. His brain was trying to process the sudden situation as the truck hit him, sending him flying.

Merlin woke up in the headquarters of the league of assassins after six months. He learned that the teams that went with him were all dead. Every single member of his team met their demise in various accidents. The same day Merlin woke up, someone broke into the league, severed the arms of the assassins on guard, and wrote a message in the front yard of Ra's al Ghul's mansion with the severed arms...

**First-time arms. Second-time legs. Third-time heads.**

And then the intruder disappeared in thin air.

Death!

In a rage, she marched to the league of assassins.

...

[Present Time]

"It wasn't the league," A man in black armor appeared from the shadows and stood before Merlin.

"Ah, the classic Suit of Sorrows. Ra's al Ghul, I guess? It seems like you have managed to tame it, but if you think that piece of arcane armor will save you from my sword, you are gravely mistaken," Cynthia's said with an arrogant smile. Her voice was laced with pure rage.

The Suit was originally forged by the Order of Purity, a splinter sect of the Order of St. Dumas. The armor was crafted and forged from the melted blades and breastplates of several soldiers of the Order who had fallen in battle. The Suit was originally designed to be worn by the Order of Purity's champion, Azrael, but it was always in exchange for a great personal price.

It is said that the Suit of Sorrows has an identity of its own. If the wearer is not pure of heart, it will exploit the darkness within them and drive them insane. It's like having two minds in one body, enough to drive a man insane.

"I have experienced your ability personally. I know I can't stop you even with this suit and my awakened abilities of arcane. But I am confident enough to take one of your arms if you decide to go on another rampage. So, why don't we have a talk without unnecessary bloodshed? I have collected all the evidence related to those fake ninjas." Ra's al Ghul said as his expressionless eyes lingered over the bloody icy mountain.

Cynthia recalled her sword and said, "Kid, you may have lived thousands of years and learned arcane and combat arts, but the magic arts you use were created by me. Take my arm? Hahaha... I would like to see you try it. But we can always do that later. Show me the evidence, and if you try to lie or deceive me..."

Cynthia pointed her finger at the sky. Bolts of lightning rained down from the clear sky and destroyed a nearby building.

"This will be your fate..."

******

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