His face hit the floor when I ended up slashing his right ear to stop him from talking more. My hands trembled in fury and I felt my blood dripping from the cut he did on my back. I want to keep this f*****g short since assassins don’t usually fight like kids but I am fuming mad right now. I want to end his life by punching. I f*****g want to kill him with my bare hands. “Since when did you know?” He asked while chuckling sarcastically and turned to me. I didn’t know cutting one’s ear can at least fill up almost a half cup of blood. I backed off a little for I know he’ll try to hit me with his lame knifing skill. “Ever since I knew you’re tailing me,” I replied, lying a bit. I knew quite a lot of things out of my own deduction but whatever, he wouldn’t need to know. He paused for a sec

