Who knew such a carefully planned out mission, where the two of you disguised in a ball, would now shatter so quickly, then be redeemed above expectations?

How maniacal could your so-called partner be? You could only guess.

The target stood, confronting the two of you. Your partner besides you, didn't break a sweat. In fact, he was amused about this situation. Soon enough, he interrupted with a clear tone of contempt.

"I'm sure you're unaware, but, the last 24 hours of your life, how are you going to spend it?" He spoke, with no context whatsoever, a rictus smile playing on his lips.

The target's eyes darted to the cup of wine they were last drinking, A Lethal Poison.