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|defense=226 | |defense=226 | ||
|type=Utility | |type=Utility | ||
|ability=Elegant Execution: Chance for bonus damage; Extra damage for each additional | |ability=Elegant Execution: Chance for bonus damage; Extra damage for each additional Sian Assassin item equipped; Extra damage against non-Alliance raids | ||
(75,850 against non-Alliance raids; +2050 per | (75,850 against non-Alliance raids; +2050 per Sian Assassin item equipped / 51,250 damage against alliance raids) | ||
|text=9. Wu Tenchu gazed at the dark smiling face on the holographic screen. Kiran Shah was frozen in time, vibrant and vivacious. He sighed. He remembered the laughter on her lips when they'd first met. She'd arrived at the function on the arm of a young violinist, but as the night drifted by amid the flowing wine and haunting music, she'd found her way to Wu Tenchu's side. Her eyes had gleamed when they argued, sparring over matters of politics and culture with fine and clever words. They'd gleamed even brighter in the soft morning light, when her beautiful face lay on the pillow beside him. The mandarin sighed once more. If she hadn't opened her lips, and revealed her true purpose with those subtle questions... But she had, so he'd investigated. And then he'd done his duty. Wu Tenchu pressed a button and closed the screen. | |text=9. Wu Tenchu gazed at the dark smiling face on the holographic screen. Kiran Shah was frozen in time, vibrant and vivacious. He sighed. He remembered the laughter on her lips when they'd first met. She'd arrived at the function on the arm of a young violinist, but as the night drifted by amid the flowing wine and haunting music, she'd found her way to Wu Tenchu's side. Her eyes had gleamed when they argued, sparring over matters of politics and culture with fine and clever words. They'd gleamed even brighter in the soft morning light, when her beautiful face lay on the pillow beside him. The mandarin sighed once more. If she hadn't opened her lips, and revealed her true purpose with those subtle questions... But she had, so he'd investigated. And then he'd done his duty. Wu Tenchu pressed a button and closed the screen. | ||
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