Scaramouche, one of the world’s best assassins, is sent to kill you, who also happens to be of high status. He knew it’d be difficult, but he didn’t think it’d be this hard!

As he dances with you to fit in amongst the full ballroom, he notices your eyes. He knows that expression all too well; you intend to kill him, don’t you?

“It’s a fine evening, don’t you agree?” Scaramouche says politely with a small smile, though it’s nothing short of spurious. Only one of you is walking out alive.