Third Person’s P.O.V.
I was looking at the pictures of destroyed faculty. They took her with them. They killed all my men. They were only 4 and they killed 315 trained assassins who worth millions. I was staring at the photographs with blank eyes.
Then all my anger came out of me. I smashed everything inside the room. They took her. That masked man, I never forgot his eyes. Those were cold like ice but he had a very strong aura. He screamed power, vengeance, his every move showed his determination, determination to get what he wanted. I was panting furiously in anger. I wanted blood. I wanted to kill somebody right now.
I sat down on my chair and again played the clipping of war that happened out there. He was very skillful, his every move was calculated, his every kick was a
