Gun point

"Ah," the abrupt gasp tore through the air, the sound of life slipping away from Evelyn. Alayn withdrew the dagger from her throat, a gruesome fountain of crimson splattering the ground beneath her. She faltered and collapsed, her once vibrant form now crumpled and lifeless, illuminated by the eerie amalgamation of Alayn's blessing and the moonlight.

A collective shock rippled through the entire team, their eyes fixed on Alayn, who had seemingly disregarded his own discourse on contracts and bloodless resolutions. Serene's gaze, in particular, was a mix of puzzlement and horror, unable to reconcile the absence of any murderous intent from Alayn until that very moment. Doubts about her own ability's accuracy started creeping into her mind.

In truth, Alayn's decision to stab Evelyn wasn't a predetermined course of action; it was a swift shift in strategy triggered by his discovery of her possession of a life orb. Until that moment, Alayn had held an alternate plan, one that entailed d
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