Everything looked fine… on the surface.
At this moment, the Masquerade's music easily drowned the scheming of the assassins inching toward their target. But, little did they know, they weren't the only ones sneaking!
"Woo!" (Target in sight!)
"Woo! Woo!" (Agent Orange in position!)
The foxes glued their eyes on the Water Lord's Nephew, the assassination target. The latter could be said to be valiantly downing enough wine to scare a drunkard.
"Ah! This is a toast to all of you gorgeous ladies, and this is a toast to the Flame Mansion, and here is a toast to…." He'd clamor before every big gulp.
This toast thing looked so fun! The foxes could only watch… jealous AF! But before they could try, the assassins made a move! The latter held a tiny purple bead. Poison?
"Woo!" (Intercepting the enemy!)
