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He raced down the dark street, his breathing silent in the crisp autumn air. He had found his target, a lone man sitting at a table in a cafe. He leaped onto the outside wall of the building, and located a vent. It was big enough for him to crawl through, yet it was a tad small, so there would be noises here and there in his journey through the vents. He located the shaft that dropped down onto the man. He carefully opened the shaft, trying not to make a sound. He managed to put the shaft on the vent floor. He then got onto his belly, and fired a poison dart at the man from his dartblower. The dart hit with a SPLICK, hitting the man right in the back of the neck. The man replied with a soft yelp, his hand reaching for the dart. He groaned, and soon collapsed on the table, still sitting down. Ever since, there were many newspaper articles on the mystery killer, yet many eyewitnesses call him the “Azure Assassin”.