I turned and faced Razon. My body still ached, but I still held my ground. I did not understand what was going on, but I knew that it had to do with Solomon Wroth Wis.
I looked at the Mad Assassin. His injured arm was bleeding profusely.
"Zhen Dokus. You're quite too popular for your rank. The last time I checked, you were just a dude with a rank two. Unknown to man, yet Solomon Wroth Wis put a bounty on your head. So tell me, what makes you special?" Razon asked with a grin.
I smiled at him. I really didn't know what made me special. I could not tell anything.
"Hehe... What do you think? I am just an assassin and don't know why Solomon Wroth Wis wants me dead. Maybe he does this for fun. Now I ask you, Mad Assassin, why does he want me dead?" I asked. Razon smiled and held his right arm to pause the blood from dripping further.