The Assassin | Dreamcatcher

Chapter 34

"Handong!" Siyeon screams furiously and lunges for her, eyes blazing with ferocity. "How dare you--" She slices with the knife for her face.

In that moment, she seems unprepared for Siyeon's anger-fuelled attack and doesn't block the move. The knife carves a red line from beneath her right eye and across her face to her ear.

She grins, as if enjoying the pain in some sadistic way. "Feisty!" She comes forward with her own attack that Siyeon evades, all senses on high-alert.

Out of the corner of her eye, she sees the three running away, towards the park exit. When Handong's gun threatens to blow her head off, she turns her full attention back and pushes the gun away. It fires emptily into the sky.

"You're not my target here, Siyeon." Handong tells her as blood trickles from her mouth. She kicks Siyeon away and puts a hand to her abdomen with a groan. "You made it hard for me."

So some of the bullets did hit her. Siyeon runs forward again, ready to deliver the death thrust to her throat. It's one of the rare chances.

"Not yet," She growls and unleashes a thick red smoke from her sleeve, hiding her from sight.

The smoke doesn't stop her and she charges through.

It smells funny.

Siyeon plummets to her knees as her legs give out and she shouts in frustration at the detrimental effect of the smoke. "Shit, no!"

As the smoke clears, she uses her arms to pull herself across the carpark. Her arm muscles are starting to give out. It hurts to feel so helpless.

Handong leaps for the fleeing women.

Haseul turns, letting go of Heejin's hand to punch the attacking woman in the face. She cries out in pain, but she steps into stance quickly.

Siyeon tries to reach out for them, yet anything but her sight refuses to obey desperate commands, flopping lifelessly when she tries anything.

With a grunt, she exerts concentration to focus on even moving one leg, moving a finger, but nothing works.

Haseul knees her in the side of the leg, Handong then catches her leg and yanks it upwards so she loses balance.

As she flails and loses her impassive mask, Handong shoots her through the chest.

She falls.

Heejin and JiU have already gone on ahead. Handong gives chase gleefully.

Gradually, her legs start to twitch uncontrollably and she clenches her shaking fists and kicks her quivering legs.

"Handong!" Siyeon shrieks and gets to her knees, almost faceplanting immediately as her arms struggle to take her weight. "Fuck." She curses and stands, her heavy arms out to balance.

Heejin screams, the bloodcurdling sound passing through her ears, sounding far away.

Siyeon walks forward and trips, falling again. Persevering silently, she stands again, taking her fallen knife in hand.

Handong returns into the light, taking her time to walk to Siyeon. Blood is splattered all over her front, staining her black and grey clothing. The blood covers her face too, mingling with her own blood.

"You failed." She taunts, seeing Siyeon struggling to stay on her feet. "They're dead."

"You are the sickest--"

"Whatever." Handong dismisses with a roll of her eyes. Her nonchalance can't hide the way she limps unsteadily and sways on her feet. "You're not going to leave here alive."