The first guard saw her. He drew his saber. Before his arm could swing down, Lian Xue’s left hand shot up— automatic —and struck his throat with the precision of a serpent. He fell without a sound.
"9 Yin Auto," she whispered. "The technique that never misses. The warrior who never decides." 9yin auto
She did not feel the impact. Her mind floated behind her eyes like a passenger watching a storm. The first guard saw her