Quicksilver
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With a flick of the wrist and perfect timing, they all fell one by one; they had been targets of a famed bounty hunter.
Taking a quick step forward, he retrieved the targets massacred body and tossed it into the body bag like it weighed as much as a toothpick.
Ignoring the pile of dead men at his feet, he set off back in the direction that he came from; the endless desert that surrounded the city.
Not much is known of the man who killed the leader of the rogues, that day. They say that his skill with his katana is unparalleled and his strength is nearly that of a god, but his agility was what pushed the population to the brink. The alley dogs have started rumors that he can outrun the fastest animals on the desert without breaking a sweat, he can dance around you without detection, and he can kill in dead silence. His most notable feature was his Snow White hair, and white eyes, yet these unreal traits have given him a nickname known only by those working against him. Quicksilver
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