As the informant scuttled out of the building, Wraith stayed for a small time, watching the candor of the tavern for his amusement. Then, finding there wasn't much to do, he huffed and stood, slipping out of the bar with something similar to an intimidating, yet graceful, air. He wandered the streets for a while, watching the common folk go about their day.

A person appeared, in a large cloak. " Alright, what do you want? " I say. " To get rid of someone. " the person says. They give me a valid description, and I nod. Then I walk away.

Wraith continued to wander idly, occasionally stopping at a shop to browse the wares. Maybe get a new shirt tailored... He hummed, nodding to himself. It would probably be best.

She easily made her way back to the busy streets, where her target could be found. She scanned from the rooftops, looking for her target.

As Wraith strode through the streets, he noted a few people who gave him looks. He knew he was wanted. In fact, he was probably a known criminal in multiple cities, but he was also too dangerous to try to assault in broad daylight by anyone seeking justice.

Her target looked up and saw her, then started running. So he knew someone was after him. He started running and while he did, he bumped into the guy. The guy from last night. She didn't care, and she jumped off the building and walked straight past him.

Wraith blinked, caught off-guard by the sudden impact with someone running. The face told him everything. The man was being hunted. His eyes narrowed. Being hunted by who? He glanced around, then saw her. Again. His eyes narrowed further. So she was taking his work. Magnificent. Silently, he began to follow at a distance, not caring if she saw him. He wanted to see how good she was at her job.

((So who's getting hurt? Lol))

(EVERYBODY Jk we'll just go along and let us see)

She followed, but not breaking out into a run yet. Him running was already attracting attention. Stupidly enough, he turned down the empty street she had grown to know. He continued running, and she continued walking, till she pulled out a throwing knife and threw it, it curved, before slicing his head off, letting it roll on the ground. The body flopped, then fell.

((Alrighty lol))

Wraith had long since been watching from the roofs. He saw her execute the throw so daily and quickly that he wasn't sure if she was the one who'd thrown in. He was impressed, to say the least.

She walked over and picked up her knife, then walked back to the busier street.