Zhi-Halu Emairun hid in the shadows along the outskirts of Kilied. Her natural abilities allowed her to blend in seamlessly with the shadows, disappearing to the naked eye. She was light on her feet, and her keen senses allowed her to track easily. There was a load of precious ore she was after this time. It would fetch a fancy price on the market, so was a good target for the usual pick pocket. She would be living well for a while if this went through without a hitch.<br/><br/>She followed the wagon along the trail, dashing from one shadow to the next. Each time, her body almost showing again before disappearing again. She pulled the two daggers from her side, the dark aura seeming to flow from them. She had to make a well thought out plan, and be very careful with it. One wrong move and she was toast. She would take them out one by one, starting in the back so they wouldn't notice. She waited for one to get close enough to the shadows before maneuvering around and grabbing him over the mouth, using her legs to pull him down into the shadows, slitting his throat. She watched him gurgle, covering his mouth to avoid noise as the life slipped away from him. Good start, now for the others. She continued following...