Shadawn fingers one of his many knives, admiring its sharpness. Seeing his target walking straight into his clutches, the assassin begins to whirl a long rope with a metal ball at the end. Carefully calculating the distance, he lets go and lets it fly toward the girl's unprotected legs. Then he emerges from behind a tree and looses another rope at her arms, before stepping out and charging straight at her with his katana drawn and a deadly array of weaponery at his disposal. This little girl didn't stand a chance!<br/><br/>Why was this girl a threat to the lord that had hired him? What was so special about this girl that led to such and high bounty on her head? What on earth was he doing here, hunting down a young girl that had to be no more than 12 or 13 years old? He would find out for himself whether this girl was worth the prince that was being offered for her or not? He had been an assassin for thirteen years now and during that time he had killed thugs, murderers, traitors, officials, members of the court, generals and lower ranking samurai. Never had he been asked to kill someone so young before. So strange was this lords request that Shadawn began to question his next move as he slips behind a tree again. What should he do should he watch her and get to know who she is or should he kill her here and now? It was kill or be killed. This would be no different. The assassin draws another katana from his belt and clashes with the girl, in mortal combat.