LIX - The Cult of The Hidden Knives: the Hidden Knife

No one in The Cult of the Hidden Knife could be named the Hidden Knife: only the top of the hierarchy -or supposed top, if there is one- can have the honour to be named in a such way.

It is not clear if the Hidden Knife is powerful as said, but he seems to be the hidden blade that all the other assassins know that is going to stab them, if they are not loyal to each of his orders. To threat such strong throats cutters, you ought be poweful, or there should be laws written or not that bound the assassins to its willing.

LI - The Cult of Hidden Knives: The Slender Threadbare

Everything was prepared for the dark ritual. Long black candles filled the air with their disgustingly sweet scent, unholy flutes and drums spreaded their hypnotic and unnatural melodies and, all around, cultists danced drooling, completely sick in the lights of the flames.

L- The Cult of Hidden Knives: Black Blades

And then I saw him: I could really not say if he is a living being or some kind of energy with the shape of a light agile emotionless warrior. One of his obsidian blades enterend between the two plates of the armour that protect the shoulder and the neck only for a pair of seconds: the hit was so light that the bulky warrior, was not sure that he was wounded, but he realized soon that the blade was covered of poison.



The arm near of the the small cut bended backward and, due the contractions of the muscles, the neck snapped.
Meanwhile, the dark assassin was disappeared in the woods, leaving the sort of the battle doomed, having killed one of the generals.
I barely survived to that battle, and I am not convinced to have seen his emotionless metal face in the moonlight.