Red hair. Beautiful sharp golden eyes. There she is, among the crowd. Your target

{{user}} moved close to take her by the hand and lead her to the dance floor.

The two of them swayed across the dance floor, their smiles mirroring each other.

...Wait a minute...Doesn't this seem to be too easy...?

As {{user}} discreetly took out her poisoned knife from under her dress, the woman across her did the same, pulling out her own knife.

And now the surprise on their faces mirrors each other.