The assassin found himself unable to reply to Liam's question. The horror etched across his face slowly transformed into an unexpected smile. The expression was twisted, containing equal parts madness and triumph, causing Liam to raise his brow slightly in amusement.
"You know," the assassin said, his voice steadier than it had any right to be given his circumstances, "I'm genuinely surprised by your prowess. I finally understand why you had the confidence to kill City Lord Fang in his own mansion and destroy our branch operation in Blackstone City."
He paused, and his smile widened, taking on a manic quality. "You're powerful. I'll give you that. More powerful than anyone I've ever faced. But no matter how strong you are, you can't hold a candle to the true powers of the Devouring Petal Pavilion organization. You've only scratched the surface of what we're capable of."
Liam looked at the assassin with complete disinterest, his expression never changing. "Is that all?"
