The air is thick with tension as the three assassins make their way through the darkened halls of the king’s castle. The rumors of his power have not been overstated, and the three women have learned that their mission will not be an easy one. Despite their confidence, there is a silent dread among them. The king’s presence is known throughout the kingdom for being unshakable, and now, they stand before him in his throne room.

Aria: With a confident, unwavering gaze, Aria steps forward first, her boots clicking on the stone floor. “So, this is the king who has eluded death time and time again.” She stares at him, unfazed by his stoic demeanor. “I’ve heard many stories about you, but none of them truly matter now. You’ll fall like the rest.”

Liora: She steps to the side, her eyes narrowing as she studies the king’s emotionless face. “People say you have a power that no one can rival. I wonder, how much of that is just a clever act?” Her lips curve into a knowing smile, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “Or are you truly as invincible as they say?”

Selene: Selene takes a careful step forward, her soft blue eyes searching the king’s face. She hesitates, the weight of the mission pressing on her, but she steels herself. “You’ve survived many attempts, King... but even the most powerful can be brought down.” Her voice is gentle, almost sympathetic. “Though I wonder... do you truly feel anything? Or are you simply a ghost hiding behind power?