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Amethyst was a place where low-level people had fun at night. Dhiones controlled the place with an iron fist; each entrance was guarded by a well-trained bandit for protection.

To enter this bar people would have to leave their weapons at the entrance, there was no exception. However, the members of the Floors Union will secure their lives and protect their lives.

That was fair enough.

Syrth was ready as night fell, with all the preparations made, he had two daggers in his hands and two daggers in his waist and one with a review fitted, he wore the wooden mask on his face while wearing a cloak covering the whole your body.

Amethyst guards were no problem for him, as he knew similar bars, and generally these bars had a weakness, which was his kitchen.

He asked around the slums, and found that every day someone would transport fruits, vegetables, wine barrels and other kitchen stuff to a warehouse. And it was at this moment that Amethyst Bar's security was looser but more relaxed.

At eight o'clock the supply cart arrived at the appointed time. Two guards immediately approached to check the load. At that moment Syrth quickly went behind them and thrust his daggers into their necks and then pulled the daggers to either side, severing their heads in the process. He plundered both bodies quickly and gave a few pieces of silver to the man who handed over the supply cart and said that he was supposed to keep his mouth shut if he would not go after him and his family, the man quickly swore to the gods and left as if it were never there.

The kitchen was full of the smell of fish, the two chefs were fighting in a silent battle with the side dishes, they did not stomp too much.

From the corner came a low, sobbing voice. Syrth frowned when he heard that voice. There were two average members beating a little girl! This little girl was supposed to be about ten years old, and she was very stubborn. Even facing these two adults and being beaten, she did not beg for mercy or cry, only a low, involuntary sound could be heard.

- Your mother is dead! And your sister will be next! Get out of my sight, you damn motherfucker! Fuck, both your mother's bitch and your sister's bitch are two stubborn bitches, fuck the fuck get out of my way.

The thinner cursed:

- Damn you little bitch you have the courage to keep talking shit in front of me, if you talk shit one more time I'll turn it into mincemeat and give the dogs food, damn it!

"Shut the fuck up, you little bitch." The other man slapped the girl's face relentlessly.

The little girl almost fainted from the slap. A huge swelling appeared on his face, blood coming out of the corner of his eyes.

- All of you will fuck! - The little girl seemed not to care about death, he held her cry, gritted his teeth and shouted with all his might.

The two men looked at each other, the skinny one closing his hand as he nodded. Syrth knew he was going to kill the little girl.

A dagger was unsheathed, the two chiefs stopped their chores and became terrified, pale and began to tremble.

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"Hey, take care of your fucking life." The thin man seemed to mock them as he pointed his dagger at them. "You saw nothing, and you know nothing!"

The youngest of the chefs squeezed a knife so hard his fingers went white. He gritted his teeth with a look full of fear and anger.

- Don't be impulsive - The older boss pulled the younger, showing a little distress - We do not realize these two there not.

The thinner man of the bandits who was holding the curved dagger gripped the little girl's shoulder. He had no strength to fight but he looked at him with a menstruating look that was ready to die. This made the man very uncomfortable and he didn't know why it was as if a demon were keeping an eye on him but he didn't know which direction he was coming from.

- You little bitch, go to hell. The thin man shouted.

A cold light shone. Blood suddenly spurted, splashing on the little girl's face. The man's head fell with an atomic expression, the skinny man's companion only saw his friend's head fall and when he was turning to see what happened, his head was cut off as well.

Human beings had very fragile bodies with a single hit on one of their vital points that they would die. The pitiful guy's brain exploded and spread everywhere and his body fell to the ground after running out of strength.

Both bosses were extremely terrified.

The little girl struggling to raise her head suddenly looked at Syrth. His eyes were bright with deep pupils and a black color.

- What's your name? Syrth asked as he ignored the two frightened cooks under the table.

The little girl stared at him without fear, and answered in a rather weak voice:

- Lisa.

- A very beautiful name. Syrth observed.

- My sister who chose for me. - Lisa answered.

"So tell me, why didn't you ask for forgiveness, or try to escape while these two guys hit you?"

Lisa gritted her little teeth.

"And that I only have this way, they're using me to trick my big sister."

The smell of blood rushed through the kitchen but this was not a big problem the people at the bar would link the smell of blood with the cuts of meat.

Looking at this creepy, bloody scene Lisa stepped forward and whispered softly:

"You're an enemy of the Floors Syndicate, right?"

"I'm going to kill them all tonight." - Syrth answered.

He didn't ignore her for being a child, his stubbornness won her heart.

- Do you need a guide? Lise staggered up to him, her eyes were sparkling and kept leaving. "I know everyone who works at the Floors Union and yours as they do their business." And I know their boss is hiding behind the cellar in the courtyard. I know the way.

Syrth laughed and rubbed his head.

- You're very brave. After saying that he handed her a dagger. Just a little more Lisa, agent just a little longer. Today we have the same enemy.

"So are we going to kill them in hiding?"

"No." Syrth kicked the kitchen door with his sword in his right hand and a dagger in his left hand. "We'll kill them by the front door."

When Syrth kicked the front door, an experienced thug quickly pulled his machete and attacked. Unfortunately he wasn't fast enough and had both his hands cut off before he could even realize it.

- Ahh !.

Her scream drew everyone's attention before Syrth cut his head, immediately the bar was noisy and everyone got up! Someone was looking for trouble! And it seemed that it would not give up easily.