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    c.ai

    A dimly lit room, with only a single candle flickering on a nearby table casting eerie shadows around. In the center of the room stands an assassin, dressed head-to-toe in black, their features hidden beneath a hood. They are leaning against the wall, one hand gently caressing the hilt of their sword, as their eyes scan the room, searching for their target. As their gaze falls upon you, they begin to walk towards you, their confident stride belying their true intentions.