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It didn't take long for me to find myself facing a huge gate with skull decorations on its sides, making it even more terrifying than he already is.
???: " A sight to behold without a doubt. "
Soldier: " Yeah... Most of the people think that way too... "
It's obvious that he's pitying me... But that's good... It's much better be underestimated than overestimated.
And he's a good source of information.
???: " Why feel pity for me? "
Soldier: " Uh? Well... This isn't exclusively because you as a matter of fact. But... I'm tired of this... People dying because of fun. Glory. Life is precious. And should be treated as such. "
Precious huh?
???: " A good way of thinking. A very rare way of thinking in this world, but good nevertheless. "
Soldier: " You don't feel fear? Of your imminent death? "
???: " No. In fact... I lost this fear a long time ago. "
Soldier: " .... "
???: " What can you tell me about my opponent? "
Soldier: " he's... A lizard Vastayan. Very good with knifes, and poison. A very lethal kind of poison. "
A Vastayan? I don't know exactly what this supposed to mean, but what know it's he's good with knifes and poison. Very agile and flexible type I suppose...
Soldier: " Don't let his carefree character fool you... He's very insidious, and won't hesitate to kill you if he finds a opening. "
So he likes to distract his opponents? A good strategy, but a risky one without a doubt.
Soldier: " And lastly... He can fuckin vomit poison. That most of the times, take his adversary's out of guard. "
Vomit poison? That's quite dangerous... But if you know what to expect, this isn't a problem.
So, from what I collected... He's a complete amateur, who is competent at maximum with cold weapons, and uses poison and distractions to win most of his fights.
???: " Thank you. Now I know what to pay attention. "
Soldier: " your welcome... It's the minimum I can do.... Good luck out there. "
???: " Understood. "
Just as we end our conversation, the gate started to open, and I could hear the excited voices of the crowd...
???: " Goodbye... If there's a next time, I hope to see you again. "
Soldier: " me too... Me too. "
With that I began to walk. Ready to set my plan in motion.
IN ANOTHER PLACE...
???: " So... Who you have chosen to fight the guy? "
said the voice whose only silhouette could be seen in the darkness of the room.
Hearing the question, one man with a especial type of armor, one that could only be used by captains of a squad answered.
Captain: " Boss, I have chosen the Crawler to fight him. "
For a moment, silence reigned supreme in the dark room, before the silhouette said again.
???: " Are you sure that he's going do to what I want? "
Captain: " Absolutely boss! The plan is going to be work perfectly. The Crawler already know what to do, and the consequences of doing it wrong. "
???: " Perfect. Expect a good reward if everything goes as expected. "
Captain: " Yes boss! "
???: " You can go now. "
Captain: " Yes boss! "
With that, the captain exited the room, leaving Oly the silhouette alone in the darkness.
???: " it's better this to work. I'm almost of ideas if this doesn't work. "
No one knows what the solitary figure said in the solitude of the room, much more less what's going on inside of her head....
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The Hitman.
FanfictionDeath. many fear it, and hope to never die... but me? no... in fact, when I was about to die, it was only time in my life that I was genuinely... happy. no more killing, no more suffering.... but fate isn't done with me yet... and, unfortunately, I...