Quickly swinging from branch to branch Kis made her way passed the fighting, up behind the bandits before finally dropping down into the middle of the raiders. The first man down never knew what hit him, the blade slicing his neck from behind, cutting his windpipe and jugular up under his helmet. The second felt the blade pierce up into his heart and his mouth fell open, but it was too late to cry out a warning to his compatriots, his last breath escaping in a soundless sigh.

Carefully Kis made her way through the shadows, taking the bandits she came across down one-by-one, while at the same time trying to avoid the incoming fire from her own allies. [i]This is why I prefer to work alone,[/i] she thought to herself as an arrow whispered past her face almost close enough to take off her nose.