Pulling the dagger across the throat of the woman in my arms, I held her close to me and watched as Saif and Zahrah did similar things to their marks, allowing us to drop the bodies after they stopped squirming around and make our way to the next room, where a little more finesse would be required.
The towering Jackalkin pointed to Saif and I before raising two fingers, gesturing for us to take separate sides of the room and informing us of the number we were responsible for; the moment we were given that information, Saif unsheathed a small knife and flipped it so that she was holding it by the blade, preparing to throw it the moment she stepped inside.
My decision was a slightly different one, one that came to me more innately; a Ritual Circle flickered into life in front of my palm, and I shrouded it with my fingers as I nodded towards Saif, letting the hulking woman know I was ready to go.