Chapter 489: 491: Helm Of Balero

"Target on my back lone survival."

"My luck is still as shitty as I remember."

Damon cursed as he ran - or rather teleported. His luck was really horrible. These assassins didn't even know how to do their job. What type of assassins attacked at first light? It was like they were trying to tell the whole world: "Look, look at us, we're assassins."