The assassin flew a further away from them, and his back hit the pillar behind him.
He fell to the ground while wincing in pain. “Catch him,” Emanuel roared, making all the guard run towards that assassin.
His mask was now torn from the cheek where Emanuel cut him. But because of the black color of his clothes and mask, they didn’t see blood coming out of that wound.
The assassin growled and immediately took another gun out.
Charlette was still watching his every move like a hawk. She was ready to throw the baton on him when she saw the gun coming out.
She aimed the baton to his wrist holding the gun. At the same time, Emanuel aimed his dagger to the assassin’s chest while moving backward so that he could reach Charlette.
The assassin didn’t hesitate in firing the bullet at Charlette
