The battlefield of Vedangiri was drowning in chaos. Smoke curled from Riya's fingertips, her magic flickering as her opponent lay lifeless.Meera clutched her shoulder, blood trickling between her fingers.
Raj wiped sweat from his brow, his body aching but victorious.
They had survived.
But then…
A presence colder than death itself.
At the edge of the battlefield, a sixth assassin stood still as a statue.
But unlike the others, he wasn't looking at all of them.
His eyes were locked onto Kunal.
Aamir stepped in front of Kunal. "Don't worry. We'll handle him." Seenu nodded, gripping his weapon.
The assassin did not move.
Silence stretched, unnatural and crushing.
Then—
A blur shot through the air.
A dagger sliced toward Aamir's throat.
Seenu barely managed to deflect it, but the counter was instant.
The assassin weaved through them like smoke.
Before they could react, he struck.
Meera's shoulder was slashed open.
Raj's leg was pierced.
