Part 1.0

You feel your boots slam into the skull of the Templar below you and grit your teeth, "Poor fool."

The commotion seems to do little to Victor. It's only then that the reality of the situation hits you. The Templars are unpolished brutes, this man is an assassin. Every bit as dangerous and intelligent as you, perhaps even more so.

You ready yourself for battle, but Victor just chuckles, "Mon dieu" he slowly steps towards you "Were we always this dramatic?"