It was a debt for life. An eye for an eye. An attempt for an attempt. That's how the world of the Assassins worked. She had attempted to kill him once, working for Lord Berreck. It was an easy kill and yet somehow she deliberately missed. Deliberately didn't hurt a vital organ like she could have. And now he was back to collect the debt after searching for more than 2 years. She could see his form in the moonlight. The hood over his head. The thick brown hair. "Run." That's all he said.