Angie, with a flexible body, was a deadly killer, like an angel of death. She loved using daggers on her enemies—daggers coated with deadly poison, one that could kill within seconds.

Just one stab or two, and her enemies went down to their deaths, bleeding from every hole.

After slashing the neck of the girl in her hand, she watched the girl trembled as pain enveloped her, making her stumbled and fall to her death.

Angie then turned to face a man almost twice her size.

His muscles rippled beneath his skin, adorned with tattoos and scars sprawling over. He was tall like a giant and definitely stronger than her....