Chapter 55: Drug Mess

A smile crept behind the attacker's mask as a sensation of flesh being pierced was transmitted through the dagger.

But before a sense of victory could be achieved, the person who was supposed to have his neck pierced through, turned around.

Anom grabbed the masked person's arm and, with a twist, the dagger was in his hand. Letting the dagger drop to the floor, he used his empty hand to grab the masked person's leg, and with a bit of force, made his assaulter fall.

"Your skill-set is good, and the timing was also quite nicely calculated." Anom started analyzing the assassin's skills. "But you are too impatient and inexperienced." His hand reached for the mask on the assassin's face while he continued speaking, "You know, information and reality might have many differences and you should act acc-"

He stopped abruptly as his hand, which was holding the mask, also froze.

Behind the mask was a pretty girl, glaring at him with her shapely brows furrowed. Her violet eyes moved as she tri