This is the second book in the Assassins at Dusk series by _Sibyline_, read Assassins at Dusk before reading this one!
THERE ARE SPOILERS FOR ASSASSINS AT DUSK IN THIS BOOK, IM WARNING YOU.
You. Have. Been. Warned.
This story has very little smut, m...
Okay, first off, there is a Spongebob reference in here, and if you don't get it...
How dare you?
Second off, my upload schedule is now in my bio, so instead of harassing me to update, check that schedule and you will know when the next update is coming out.
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The Assassins lined up in the outer borders of Eternalia; they camped set up in the tree cover of the nearby forest, the elves weren't aware they were there. Alexios was in the commanding tent, going over their plans.
"Alexios? The Neverseen are nearing." An Assassin called into the tent.
"How long before we launch our attack?"
"Maybe an hour,"
"Keep the men calm; we can't mess this up," Alexios responded.
"Of course Sir," Alexios listened to the Assassin's footsteps fade away, and he ran his hands through his hair and over his stubbly face. Hell, he was supposed to be making this attack with Lia, but he had no gods damned clue- A shuddering boom nearly made Alexios jump out of his skin, the trees waving with the thundering sound.
Alexios threw open the flap of his tent, noticing all of the Assassins just as confused as he was. Suddenly, a spiraling mass of black scales and red eyes came flying through the trees, crashing through the massive trunks and pine needles, sliding on the ground and through their camp, screeching to a stop. Alexios unsheathed his sword, slowly nearing the mass of scales. The creature's chest was slowly rising and falling as if panting for breath. Only when Alexios near closer, his sword ready to attack at a moment's notice, did he realize-
