Lian knocked another arrow in her bow. She made her way down the hallway, as quietly as she could, keeping her eyes peeled for any traps or more ninjas.
When she reached the stables, Lian pulled out a hollow tube and several small darts. The darts where laced with a sedative that would knock out anyone they pricked for several hours at the most. She peeked around the corner, keeping out of sight. She exhaled hard, aiming a dart for the neck of each person in the room.
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