CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT
UNKNOWN'S POV
I adjusted the mask on my face, and faced the surviving human who was not the bit scared. His bright eyes didn't drop in fear as it was supposed to but widened in a mixture of disbelief and scorn. If he thought he could stand a chance against me then he surely was in for premium dissapointment.
"What are you doing" his eyes widened in shock as he stared from his sprawled bundle of love to the assassin who happened to be me. He was indeed alive to the situation.
As quickly as the words came out, I sent out a giant blow to keep him from spilling too many words. The blow caught him on the jaw and sent him reeling back in confusion.
"One more, and he would be gone" I thought, smiling in sweet satisfaction as I readied my arms and gave out a better and stronger punch.
Before he could say jack, he was already on the floor, knocked out totally.
