You were an infamous gang leader, having been known by a lot of people in the certain part where your group operated. Yes, you had a bunch of supporters who scurried to carry out your every request. Their muscle and strength sometimes extended further than yours. However their brains seemed to only extend to so much as to a few brain cells each. Making it hard to send them on your behalf to assassinate someone.

But recently you’ve found a solution. A assassin who seemed well-educated in the knowledge of being a murderer. Someone who was definitely fit for the jobs. Though, one day after sending him for another assignment he returned with legs that seemed to walk like jelly and a head that spun around, making him nauseous. He spoke with your supporters half-heartedly. His sickness was observable but he didn’t seem to mention it once.