As Ethan turned around, his heart almost leapt out of his throat.
A strange and unexplainable dread rose inside him. It was not a simple fear. It was a deep instinctive warning, like a shadow hanging over the world itself.
Two deadly eyes seemed to stare from the darkness. Their gaze felt as if it was looking down on everything in the area.
The pressure was overwhelming.
"Run!"
That was the only word Ethan heard.
The masked assassin reacted instantly. His body shot backward like a streak of lightning, moving with desperate speed.
"Running away!" a calm voice echoed through the darkness.
"In your dreams."
SWISH!
A hand suddenly appeared from the endless darkness. It moved so quickly that Ethan could barely see it clearly.
The hand grabbed the assassin mid-movement.
Before the man could react, his body was slammed straight into the ground.
BOOOOOOM!
