Tanya was fierce and resilient. And her quote was exactly what Crow had said to his enemies before.
The Faceless Assassin dropped his mug heavily on the table.
"Place it on my tab, Jayce." Crow stood up.
Jayce looked over. "You're interfering?"
Crow nodded and he went out.
Jayce watched his back. Crow the legendary assassin was just a shadow of his former self for many years. No one could blame him after what happened.
'Maybe she will be a good thing for him.'
Tanya was exhausted. She breathed heavily as her muscles burned and her wounds screamed of pain.
Those outlaws had stopped going easy on her. They just wanted to kill her now instead of preserving her body for entertainment.
"She's tired, boys. Try not to break her body too much. We might get a few weeks out of her." The head guard snickered lowly.
"Despicable!" Tanya growled.
The outlaws rushed at her. Tanya was barely able to defend herself as she was hit with a devastating punch.
