“Saw that you were looking for a job. If you’d like, I’ve got one. I’ll pay you well,” the blonde girl said once she was within Michelle’s earshot. The assassin relaxed and crossed her arms. “Depends on what you got. I would prefer it be something quick,” she replied. “The quicker the better, actually,” Luciel said before giving the details of the mission. Michelle didn’t ask any questions. She couldn’t care less about who mutated the rat and why. If the job paid well, was something she could handle and was quick enough so that she can get back to her mission, she was ready to do it. So, she simply nodded and followed the blonde girl to the abandoned house in the outskirts.
Crocus seemed to be bigger than she anticipated. And a lot messier now thanks to the recent war. Thanks to all the mess, many roads were blocked for repair and renovation. As a result, the walk was long. “How long do you think that rat is gonna stay in that abandoned house?” Michelle asked, a little concerned that they might have already lost their target thanks to all the detours they were forced to take. “While it is powerful, it is still scared. I believe it will stay away from trouble for now. Nevertheless, we must hurry,” she responded, before picking up the pace. Michelle followed, getting into a jogging pace and rushed to the abandoned house.
When the two were about twenty meters away from the building, Michelle could hear a huge ruckus from within. “Still in there, alright,” she muttered. “Wait here. I’ll let you know once I’m done with it,” Michelle said, looking at Luciel and then tip-toed into the building. The rat was making such a huge commotion inside the building that she was sure it couldn’t hear her enter. She carefully snuck to the closest window and peeked inside. The rat was humungus. The blonde girl wasn’t kidding when she said it was at least one meter tall. And this one seemed to be running amok, hitting anything and everything in its way.