The Purple Amulet


I know every single one of them. I know where each of them are standing, trying to blend in with the crowd. I see their every movement as they prepare to go in for the kill. How stupid do they think I am? Do they honestly believe that I, of all people, am going to walk into their trap? I knew they would be sent eventually, and I am ready to take them down - one by one. Those assassins will learn not to mess with me.

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