[b][u]Sam Jensen - Gleeful Jackal, Blue King[/u][/b]

[b]“Oh? An Assassin?”[/b] The figure replied before a masked boy emerged in front of the Blue King. [b]“Is that what you called me, Gleeful Jackal? An Assassin? What do you take me for…a player?[/b] And then the boy's tag finally popped up only to read [b]Enemy NPC[/b]. 

"...What." Gleeful Jackal said flatly, raising his daggers into a combat stance. This guy was an NPC? No NPC he'd encountered in Deep Ground before had been intelligent enough to respond to a conversation like this. Either this was some new thing programmed into the game, or more likely, this person was another hacker, one that had given themselves an NPC tag to screw with people's heads. 

Well, whichever it was, he was still at a disadvantage at the moment. Right now, the Blue King was a Shinobi caught out on an enclosed rooftop with no traps set up to fall back on. Still, one didn't get to be as high a level as he was without being able to deal with a losing hand. 

"So...what do you want?" The Blue King grinned as he cluched his daggers, eyes flickering across the area around him, searching for ambush points, escape routes, and cover. "There a point to you announcing yourself? Because if you wanted to kill me, you're doing a really bad job right now. And 'Enemy NPC'? Really? Come on, pal. No one with half a brain's going to buy that. Fucking edgelord."