A Smile Before the Trap (Part 1)
Inside the tavern...
The assassin's face nearly twitched.
His heart plummeted into his stomach.
What the fuck?!
Did someone put a fucking curse on me?!
The curse assassin sat frozen for the briefest instant.
He had spent years surviving by trusting his instincts.
Those instincts had saved him from countless impossible situations.
Now...
Every one of them screamed the same warning.
Run.
Unfortunately...
He couldn't.
His fingers tightened around the wooden spoon until his knuckles turned pale.
Without moving his head, he carefully observed the newcomers from the corner of his eye.
Victor.
Clara.
Aria.
And standing a short distance away near the entrance...
Videl.
The people he least wanted to meet had all gathered inside the same tavern.
For one horrifying moment, he wondered if fate itself had decided to mock him.
Impossible...
This can't be a coincidence...
Can it...?
