The Art of the Kill

A hidden blade in the crowd, a silent strike from above—choose your moment wisely. A true assassin does not fight battles; he ends them before they begin.

Escape Like a Ghost

The rooftops are your ally. Leap, climb, and disappear into the night. If the guards give chase, lead them to a dead end—then make sure you are not the one trapped.

Become the Unseen

A hood drawn low, a step in rhythm with the crowd. To vanish, one must first blend. The trick is not to hide but to make them forget you were ever there.