PROLOGUE

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Alessia was getting ready for bed though it wasnt really late. She walked into her room, opened the window for the cold autumn breeze to come in, then settled into her bed.

Few minutes later, she heard a rustling noise outside beneath her window, then suddenly, a huge man appeared through the window with three other men accompanying him.

Whos there? she asked, picking up her dagger and taking a stance. Instead of an answer, she got a blow on her stomach, making her lose her balance and fall. She quickly got up and plunged her dagger into the shin of her attacker and pulled it out, rushing to attack the second man. She managed to cut off the tip of his index finger and stabbed him in the stomach, receiving a stab on the side of her waist from the third man. This four against one match was starting to seem impossible to her.

Using her last strength, she pulled out her dagger from the belly of the second man. Aiming for the third mans leg, she fell forward, leaving just a scratch on his foot. And with a clear opportunity, the fourth used the handle of his dagger to give her a hard knack on the head.

At the sudden blow, she fainted, giving him the chance to tie up her wound with his bandana to stop the blood from gushing out. He carried her on his shoulder, dragging along his dead comrade, while his unaffected colleague carried the soon-to-be-dead one in his arms, and they rushed to their boss.

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