The Council Chamber of the **World Hunting Council** was dimly lit, the oppressive atmosphere thick with authority. Among the assembled council members stood **Darius Kain**, a Level 36 Hunter whose reputation was as sharp as his blade. His cold gaze settled on the gathered figures before him.
"The target is Noah Alcric," Darius stated, his tone clipped, betraying no emotion. "Once a promising student, he's proven himself far more dangerous than anyone anticipated. He is no ordinary rogue."
Darius's mind flickered back to his time at Noah's previous academy. Even then, Noah's prowess had stood out—his speed, strength, and tactical brilliance far exceeded his peers. Yet, there had always been something off, something otherworldly. His suspicions were confirmed when the **werewolves**, seeking vengeance for the annihilation of their clan, revealed Noah's vampiric heritage to Darius in a desperate bid to redirect their fury.
The revelation had forced Noah to flee, cutting down many guards alongside his loyal subordinate, **Kalis**, to escape to **Draegorth**, the demon city. Since then, Noah's movements had become elusive, but rumors of his growing strength and influence had reached the Council.
"Draegorth is a haven for monsters and outlaws," a Council member noted. "Sending anyone less than our best would be suicide."
Darius nodded. "Which is why I've recommended Amon Malrick."
A murmur rippled through the chamber. The mention of Amon's name always commanded attention.
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- **Level:** 35
- **Class:** **Void Stalker**
- **Race:** Beaskin (Wolf)
- **Affiliation:** World Hunting Council's Elite Assassins
Amon Malrick was a figure spoken of in whispers. A beaskin of wolf lineage, his reputation was built on efficiency and ruthlessness. His class, **Void Stalker**, allowed him to meld into shadows and strike with supernatural precision.
#### **Abilities**:
1. **Phantom Step**: *Amon can instantly blink through shadows, making him nearly impossible to pin down in combat.*
2. **Shadow Fang**: *Manifesting void-infused claws, Amon's strikes bypass most physical and magical defenses, rending flesh and spirit alike.*
3. **Blood Scent**: *As a beaskin, his heightened senses enable him to track targets over vast distances. When blood is spilled, his tracking becomes near-perfect.*
4. **Void Mirage**: *Amon can create shadow duplicates to confuse and overwhelm his enemies.*
5. **Predator's Instinct**: *His combat awareness is unparalleled, granting him the ability to anticipate enemy moves with uncanny precision.*
Amon was not just a hunter; he was a predator. He reveled in the chase, the thrill of outsmarting prey that others deemed untouchable. While he was loyal to the Council, his true loyalty was to the hunt itself. The prospect of facing someone like Noah Alcric—a rogue with unknown powers and a dangerous past—excited him.
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Darius fixed the Council with a steady gaze. "Amon's abilities make him uniquely suited for this mission. He will operate in secrecy, eliminating Alcric before the rogue can further disrupt the balance."
Another member frowned. "What of the demon city? Draegorth is no ordinary place. Its clans do not tolerate outside interference lightly."
"That's why Amon must be cautious," Darius replied. "His target must be dealt with swiftly and without evidence linking the Council to the act."
Amon, standing at the edge of the chamber, stepped forward. His wolf-like eyes glinted in the dim light, a predatory grin spreading across his face. "Consider it done. Noah Alcric may be strong, but every beast bleeds. All I need is his scent."
"Good," Darius said, though his expression remained grim. He could not afford to underestimate Noah Alcric. Not after what he had witnessed during their last encounter. The vampire was dangerous, far more so than the Council fully realized.
As Amon departed to prepare for his mission, Darius remained seated, his thoughts heavy. Deep down, he wondered if even Amon Malrick could truly extinguish the growing shadow that was Noah Alcric.