Con artists.
Like gamblers, they dance on the knife's edge between life and death. For money, they will do anything, stopping at nothing.
They excel at disguise, like illusionists, constantly changing their faces. But deep down, they are beasts of prey: they lock onto a target in an instant, then strike once to kill, devouring every last trace.
They are not beasts. At least beasts do not prey on their own kind. But these people excel at it.
It's hard to find a confidant, and just as hard to face an enemy.
Driven to the brink, the victim decides to fight back in kind, repaying evil with evil.
The showdown between good and evil has only just begun...
