The mission goes south.

When did she see me? I hope she has not just been humouring me this whole time. I have to think of something quickly. It sounds like she wants to eliminate me and escape. Though, that means I still have a chance to get her. I do not want to end her life, though if she tries too--

She brings up both of her arms in an X over her naked bust. "Vanish," she says. Her words and body are like a whispering breeze. The moment she speaks, a flash of darkness overcomes her, and she disappears in an instant.

Taern squeezes the cliff face and frantically looks around. Where did she go?! Damn it. She is a higher level rogue than me. Is she in the shadows somewhere? Even with my honed vision, I see nothing.

Suddenly, all the air is violently forced from his body as a foot crushes down against his back. He coughs out in pain, and turns to see the naked elf standing right overtop of him. Though, he's no rookie. He swiftly rolls to the side and instantly leaps to his feet, taking a combat position. Though as he does, he can't help but focus on her lack of clothing. She has an amazing, fit body, and she doesn't seem to care at all that nothing is covering it.

The bad news is it's not very easy for him to maneuver right now, and it doesn't look like it's going to get better anytime soon. I wish I did not have this damned boner!

She gives him very little chance to recover. The girl throws a punch and then a kick, and he awkwardly deflects them both, despite the tightness of his pants. However, he's being pushed back. If he doesn't think of something soon, he might be forced right off the edge. As the next kick comes, he ducks beneath her leg, and rolls behind her. Even from this side, she looks smoking hot. Her ass is tight, and her back is strong and bare. Though the closer he looks, the more he can make out small scars and old wounds around her body.

The girl turns swiftly, but as she does, there's a magical flash followed by something metallic appearing in her hand which shimmers under the glow of the moon. His eyes widen as she swipes a dagger through the air, and he dodges back an instant before he becomes an elf that needs an eyepatch as well. She slices through the air a second time, and then thrusts forward, but he continues to dodge.

Then, he draws a short blade of his own. He deflects her next strike, and the two of them leap back to regain their footing and catch their breath.

"Who sent you?" she asks.

Of course he wouldn't tell her that. "Come with me," he demands.

She peers forward, as if trying to make out his face, despite him wearing a mask and hood. "It matters little. Just try to fight me then. I will crush you under my heel, baby-face."

"Y-You are not even able to see my face!" he exclaims.

"I can tell."

With one foot forward, she hurls her dagger at him like a dart, and at the same time, she pounces like a cat. The blade is deflected off Taern's sword, but the moment she reaches him, there's another flash of magic. The dagger appears in her hand just like before, and she thrusts it forward with both of her hands. The force is intense. He dodges to the side, but judging by the sound the wind breaking right beside his shoulder, that would have broken his bone if it landed.

Then, he dies.

It certainly feels that way. She drives her foot right up into his groin. The kick slams right against the side of his erect shaft, and a shock of pain travels through his body. Taern's eyes widen, and he drops his blade to grab himself with both hands. Speaking of... broken bones!

Though when she swings her dagger again, he manages to duck beneath it just in time. He throws himself back, though he can't bring himself to stand. He rest on one knee and continues to grab his injured manhood. "Y-You bitch! Who does that?!" Ooh, it hurts so much. I hope it is not actually broken.

"You were after me," she says. "I am the one defending my life."

"You are an assassin. You hurt people for a living."

"And you do not?"

He clenches his teeth. "I have honour. I only track targets I wish to accept, and rarely do they involve seriously injuring anybody. Normally, it is theft, or subduing and bringing in a target. I was never planning on killing you."

"What a heroic man you are. I am truly smitten. Now die a hero's death." She bends over and picks up his sword. With a blade in both hands, she carefully approaches him and readies herself to strike.

Shit, shit. He crawls backwards, and stumbles to his feet. "I am definitely not ready to die yet."

"No. Most are not."

He hurls one of his throwing blades, but she defects it using his own sword. Another, but it's blocked as well. It seems like he's going to be sent back to Dame Rolia in pieces. His eyes dart left and right, looking for an escape, though the thought of giving up on his mission makes him feel ill. I can't. I need to do my best. No matter what, I have to keep fighting. Look for an opening. Just wait.

"Goodbye, ninja," she says. "Enjoy the view one last time, before you--Aaahhh~!"

The noise that escapes from her lips is like nothing he'd ever expect. Such a tough, battle-hardened elven woman, but such a high-pitched, girly moan. Taern's mind goes blank for a moment as he tries to come to terms with what just happened. What the fuck was that?!

The girl tilts her head up, and her face flushes pink. The moment that noise reaches its crescendo, she drops his sword to the ground, and immediately covers up her lips to stop any further sounds from escaping. Her brows twitch, and she looks both humiliated and enraged. Meanwhile, Taern's eyes dart around, and then he sees it. Someone else is lurking behind her.