‎“AGHHHH!”‎‎The man's scream tore through the mansion.‎‎He stumbled through the corridor, his breath ragged, his footsteps echoing against the marble floor.‎‎Blood stained the walls.‎‎Bodies lay scattered behind him.‎‎His servants. His guards. His family.‎‎Every single one of them was dead.‎‎And behind him—‎‎Tap.‎‎Tap.‎‎Tap.‎‎Footsteps.‎‎Slow.‎‎Unhurried.‎‎The man glanced over his shoulder.‎‎A black figure stood at the end of the corridor.‎‎She wasn't running.‎‎She didn't need to.‎‎She simply walked toward him.‎‎“No…” His voice trembled. “No, no. Don't! Don't come closer!”‎‎The figure continued forward.‎‎He backed away until his shoulders struck the wall.‎‎“Please! I'll give you anything! Money? Gold? You want information? I can—”‎‎“Shhh.”‎‎Her voice was soft.‎‎Almost gentle.‎‎The man's pleading died in his throat.‎‎For a brief moment, their eyes met.‎‎Then—‎‎Slash.‎‎A silver blade flashed beneath the moonlight.‎‎The man froze.‎‎His eyes widened as a thin line of red appeared across his neck.‎‎He collapsed.‎‎But his body never touched the floor.‎Selene caught him effortlessly, lowering him onto the cold marble as carefully as if he were merely asleep.‎‎She glanced at the blood staining her glove.‎‎With a quiet sigh, she pulled out a handkerchief and wiped it away.‎‎Another job finished.‎‎Another name erased.‎‎She stood.‎‎The mansion was silent now.‎‎Outside the windows, the capital glittered beneath the peaceful moonlight.‎‎People walked through the streets.‎‎Carriages passed beneath golden lamps.‎‎Lovers laughed.‎‎Children slept peacefully in their homes.‎‎Not one of them knew what had happened inside this mansion.‎‎And no one would. Selene looked toward the window.‎‎A faint smile touched her lips.‎‎“How convenient.”‎Meanwhile, a man casually leaning with his arms crossed, behind the door smirked"Is that so?"He turned around towards the door, and reached out his hands‎Knock.‎‎He paused.‎‎Three knocks.‎‎Knock. Knock. Knock.‎‎Silence.‎‎Then—‎‎Knock. Knock.‎‎Two more.‎Selene inside the room pausedThen her smile disappeared.‎‎Her hand slowly moved toward the blade at her side.‎‎That wasn't an ordinary knock.‎‎It was a signal.‎‎A signal only a handful of people in the world knew.‎‎Someone had found her.‎‎And whoever was standing behind that door…‎‎wasn't supposed to be here.‎‎‎‎