Jisoo moved the second the ambush began.
The instant her assassin lunged toward Chul, she turned without hesitation and walked away from the street like the outcome had already been decided.
There was no panic or urgency in her movement, just pure confidence.
The cracked pavement clicked softly beneath her boots as the sounds of steel clashing and shouting erupted behind her. A faint smile rested on her lips while she rolled her shoulders loosely, one hand tucked casually into the pocket of her jacket.
Then heavy footsteps thundered behind her, they were fast and relentless.
Jisoo's smile faded slightly.
Well... that was quicker than expected.
She glanced back over her shoulder just in time to see Ryu closing the distance rapidly, his expression dark and unreadable. There was no rage on his face but the way he moved showed he was ready to kill her.
And that honestly unsettled her far more than she ever thought it would.
Most people screamed when they were angry.
