"Man with the Wolf Head Mask? Aren't you only supposed to kill Poison Pill Masters? How dare you strike against Hidden Kill Hall? Are you not afraid of imminent disaster?" The leader knew that escape was hardly likely, but still spoke with undaunted resolve.
Without a word, the Man with the Wolf Head Mask took a light leap and stood right in front of the leader.
The leader suddenly launched an attack, with both palms emanating powerful auras, attempting a desperate strike.
However, all that was heard was a swoosh, as the Longsword sliced across the leader's neck. His actions came to an abrupt halt, and his facial expression instantly froze.
Thereafter, the head fell, and blood gushed forth, failing to stain even a speck on the Man with the Wolf Head Mask's robe.
To kill, sheathe the sword, turn around, vanish...
