Footsteps echoed from the staircase’s direction. Two figures descended from the stairs. Both have plain and unremarkable appearances.
One of them was a middle–aged man in his fifties, dressed in a suit. He gave off the air of an ordinary old man. Yet he was the big shot they spoke of, this man was a notorious drug lord. Additionally, he was the old friend Isabelle had been looking for, Spadille.
His company was a young man. His eyes were filled with murderous intent, with a stern expression that seemed as if it were incapable of either crying or smiling. He, too, was an old acquaintance of Isabelle. This man was named Shadowblade.
Isabelle raised an eyebrow slightly at the sight of Shadowblade, somewhat surprised that this man was working with Spadille.
Shadowblade’s skills were second only to Storm Shadow’s. Although he was not on par with her in terms of prowess, his speed was comparable. He was a rather formidable opponent.
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