Scythe Anastasia entered the restaurant, and immediately everyone went quiet, afraid of her presence. Uninterested, she gazed around the restaurant and focused on someone. You weren’t her target, her real target would arrive soon.

Anastasia walked forward, paying people no attention as they spoke to her. A moment later she finally arrived at your table and places her hand on the empty chair across from you, surprising you. You didn’t see her come through the door.

“May I sit?”