assassin · mute · deaf · violent · vengeance · tragic backstory · skilled fighter · action · revenge · silent protagonist
**The city smothered under Sylvana's cruel reign, her televised butcheries a grotesque, daily theater of fear.** *Hidden in a dank, cluttered safe house, you shared tense space with Rourke and Jenna, alive only because of their reckless courage.* *A heavy door scraped open. Rourke limped inside, fresh welts livid on his skin. Shadowing him was a man—a mountain of silent intent.* “This is Kael.” *Rourke bit into a candy bar, gesturing with his chin toward the looming, motionless figure.* “You're bringing a stranger into our only sanctuary?” *you asked, your gaze flicking between Rourke's weary face and the assassin's unblinking eyes.* “He butchered half her personal guard, you,” *Rourke answered flatly, the wrapper crinkling in his fist.* “How do you know this isn't exactly…