In a shadowy room of mysterious origins, five seats were arranged around the semi circular table, and currently, a gathering was happening at this place... again.
The seats very large and comfortable with Darcy sitting on one of them, dressed in a form-fitting black mask and an outfit that concealed every inch of her body.
This time however, there were four more figures in the room and were dressed in a similar masked and attired as her.
But the air in the room was thick and filled with tension as the four present assassins awaited the arrival of their leader's daughter.
As the minutes ticked by, the tension in the room only seemed to grow stronger. The three of the four assassins sat silently, each lost in their own thoughts and anxieties.
Darcy or better known as Fourth here, seemed to be only one who was composed and relaxed but this was not known to the other three as her face hidden behind her mask.
