unknown assassin.
With unfaltered skill, she jumped past scraping branches, and smooth leaves. With the wind in her hair, she jumped from the branch, having lost her target so soon. She snarled in anger beforeembedding the dagger into a nearby tree. As she stared at the hild she recognized the familiar pattern and emblem. A monstrous face with horns, and glowing red rubies for eyes. The insignia of the Demon.
"Well, I never expected to have a Demon prince to die at my hands, but I am an open minded person. I think I know just who to blame for this atrosity as well."

Amun heavily trekked through the dense night forest, away from the heavily lighted city. The bright Las Vegas lights too much for his liking.