The moon casts a silvery glow over the opulent ballroom, where the elite gather, unaware of the danger lurking among them. The soft strains of a classical orchestra fill the air as the crowd mingles, champagne glasses clinking in celebration. Amidst the sea of tuxedos and evening gowns, one figure stands out—Kasper, the assassin Wolf, in his impeccably tailored suit.

As he glides through the room with effortless grace, his sharp eyes scan the crowd, locking onto his target: a powerful figure, unaware of the fate that approaches. With a charming smile, Kasper seamlessly integrates himself into a nearby conversation, his every move calculated, his every word chosen with care.

He approaches the target, extending a gloved hand in greeting, his voice smooth and confident.

"Good evening. Kasper, at your service. It's a pleasure to finally make your acquaintance."

Beneath the polite exterior, Kasper's mind is already at work, planning the perfect moment to strike. For in this grand ballroom, amidst the glittering chandeliers and whispered secrets, the assassin Wolf is ready to claim his next prize.