Katelyn sat on a bench, her thoughts circling the question of who could harbor such deep hatred toward her. Targeting Carol felt like an indirect attack on her. But why? Carol had retired from the Wheeler Group long ago, holding only a few shares. She had no involvement in the company’s affairs and posed no threat to anyone.
As Katelyn lost herself in thought, a sudden sound broke the calm—a dart whizzed through the air, aimed directly at her.
Katelyn reacted swiftly, dodging the dart with a sharp flick of her head. Still, it grazed a strand of her hair as it flew past. Standing before her was a woman dressed entirely in black, only her eyes visible through the swathes of fabric. Katelyn immediately knew who it was.
“Sophia, so you’ve finally decided to show up,” she called out, her voice steady.
Sophia had been behind many of the attempts on Katelyn’s life, appearing more frequently than any other adversary. Yet, she had always managed to slip through Katelyn’s grasp. This time, there would be no leniency toward the woman Katelyn had once called a friend.
Sophia’s lips curved into a slow, menacing smile as she gripped her dagger tightly. “It’s been too long, Katelyn. Today’s the day I end this once and for all.” With those words, she lunged forward. N?w ?ovel chapt?rs are published on fin?novel.net
Sophia typically relied on stealth and surprise, but this was the first time she had confronted Katelyn head-on. Though they had trained under the same master of medicine, their skills in combat were vastly different. Katelyn was superior in fitness and close combat, while Sophia had honed her abilities as a stealthy assassin. Despite their differences, they shared one tactical approach—both targeted their opponent’s most vulnerable points for a decisive blow.
As Sophia advanced with her dagger, Katelyn found herself at a disadvantage. She barely dodged a vicious slash aimed at her midsection.
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Fixing Sophia with a cold stare, Katelyn demanded, “Who sent you? Was it your organization? Did you poison Carol?”
Sophia’s smirk was filled with scorn as she met Katelyn’s gaze. “I’ll only answer your questions over your dead body,” she sneered, unleashing another strike.
The dagger in Sophia’s hand seemed almost alive, an extension of her arm, as she attacked with precision and lethal intent.
Her strikes were precise and deadly, each one aimed at Katelyn’s throat or heart. Katelyn managed to evade, but her movements were growing clumsy under the relentless assault.
With a triumphant laugh, Sophia taunted, “Just look at you. What a disgrace! When you’re dead, I’ll drag your corpse to that old man and show him his mistake in choosing you as his heir from the start!” Her eyes burned with manic fervor. “Leadership is too great a burden for someone as naive as you.”
“You’ve ignored everything our master taught us, Sophia. You don’t deserve to be his student, and I’m not holding back anymore!” Katelyn’s voice rang out, filled with fiery determination.
Dodging another strike, Katelyn landed a powerful kick to Sophia’s wrist. Sophia stumbled backward, but her grip on the dagger remained firm. With a piercing glare, she hissed, “You will die today, Katelyn!” and charged again.
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