"…I'll kill you!"
Shera roared, her voice echoing down the halls as she lunged another strike. Her fist was coated with a green, flowing Aura which meant she must have been using the Skill [Shroud] to enhance her attacks.
The sheer force of it had shattered the wall behind where Conrad had been pinned mere moments ago. The punch had opened a gaping hole into some other woman's room, probably.
Fortunately, he had managed to slide to the side before her fist could make contact, avoiding the small debris as he did.
"Stop! This isn't what it looks like!"
Connie shouted. He understood the kind of situation he was in.
Geraldine Belle Sardes, the Young Master of a Major Assassination Organization, had just suddenly collapsed. And now she was writhing in pain. All of this happened while she was alone with him, a recent recruit, someone who hadn't established himself as trustworthy.