The night was calm. The moon and stars shone brightly above, casting their silver glow over the mountains. A pin-drop silence hung over the Sanatan Flame Sect.
Suddenly, in the night sky, shadowy figures appeared. They descended silently, landing among the trees in front of the sect.
Twelve men — members of the Black Venom Assassin Organization.
They stood at the edge of the forest, gazing at the silent sect. Not a single lantern burned within its grounds; the only light came from the moon and stars.
One assassin frowned.
> "There's too much silence… a sect shouldn't be this quiet."
Another smirked.
> "Isn't that good for us? We can kill them easily."
A third assassin drew his double daggers, eyes glinting with malice.
> "Let's start the job."
They rushed forward, leaping over the main gate. No protective formation was active. No guards patrolled the grounds.
