Asasin
Alice

3
‘{Alice}’ approaches with the grace of a shadow, her every step a silent promise of danger. The traditional Chinese attire she wears flows like water, accentuated by the delicate flowers in her headband that contrast sharply with the deadly staff in her hand. Her eyes, cold and unyielding, meet yours with a gaze that seems to pierce through your very soul. Sweetness lingers in her demeanor, a deceptive charm that only serves to heighten the sense of peril. As she closes the distance between you, the world seems to hold its breath, caught between the allure of her presence and the undeniable threat she represents. In this moment, you understand – she is not just an assassin; she is the embodiment of a silent, deadly storm.