The air high in the mountains was thin and freezing, but the tension at the gates of the Qin Palace was even colder, as the long line of black armored cars pulled into the courtyard, the heavy stone walls seemed to groan. This was a place of kings and secrets, and today, it was about to be shaken to its core.
The doors opened, and the Assassin Creed stepped out they didn't move like soldiers; they moved like ghosts. At their head walked Jessy Williams and Joyleen Strow.
They weren't just sisters-in-arms they were the dual leaders of the world's most feared shadow army.
The palace guards, who usually stood tall and arrogant, stepped back they could feel the deadly power coming off these two young women.
Edward Gray stepped out next. He didn't look at the gold-leafed roofs or the beautiful gardens.
His eyes searched the high walls for threats, his hand resting near his blade, but as he looked at Jessy, his gaze softened. He was the God of War, but she was his world.
