One of the mysterious assassins crept quietly towards the window.
Heard something whoosh past the window, Gordon caught a glimpse of the assassin’s black ninja suit. Gordon exclaimed in hesitation“who’s there”.
Serpine and his assassins were quiet as mice hoping that Gordon would forget that they were even outside his house.
Gordon caught a glance of Serpine from the reflection in the window, but it didn’t even know that it was a human, he had just assumed it was the wind growling louder so Gordon kept writing the rest of his novel.
But it was too late the assassin hiding under the window ledge leapt forward and with his powerful magic the assassin had struck Gordon with his ball of mystical magic.
In a flash he was gone, Gordan was dead. Some how Gordon did not move from his chair when he was struck by the ball of magic from the assassin.