In a flash, the sun came and went as yet another day was coming to an end.

The people within Baymard's Capital city were in their usual busy but fulfilled mood. 

But little did they know that some people were currently trying to cause tension within their city.

Within the outskirts of District B, several people all dressed in black were currently squatting deep within the bushes.

These men were none other than the Assassins from the Venomous Butterfly Guild.

They were all dressed in black, from head to toe, only revealing their eyes.

They had visited the prison before and knew exactly where it was.

For one, since it was one of the only building that allowed visitors to come by within District B, it was kept at a very far distance and angle from the restricted region.

Firstly, the moment one left District C, moving towards B, all roads branching rightwards out from the main highway led to the restricted regions, while the only left branched road led to the Prison.

Of course, the Prison was kept at a very isolated spot far away from District C and A.

Again, the forest region around it had been cleared by a substantial amount, and the beached-off road leading to the prison had several signs confirming with travellers that they were going in the right direction.

So the assassins already knew where to go.

They moved within the forest region, at a close enough distance to the roads.

After all, without doing that, they would undoubtedly get lost.

Assassin leader Ling Pong stealthily led his group amidst the darkness, dashing and jumping like crazy.

They began their journey at 10:30 P.M, and by the time they were close to the prison, it was already 1:47 A.M.

"Leader, I properly researched earlier on and found out that this particular Prison is only meant for women.

So it's not a training building in disguise. It's still a prison, but for women." Said one of the assassins, who stared at the first gigantic vast prison that they spotted.

"Leader, the men's room should be another 30 minutes from here."

"Good. Let's go then. We have no business with women."

"Right!"

With that, the gang disappeared once more.

And soon, they made it.

Looking at the magnificent buildings and structures similar to the women's prison, everyone took a deep breath to fully prepare themselves.

Now, it was time for action.

They, assassins from the Venomous Butterfly Guild, would do their guild master proud by clearing this mission in one swoop.

Wasn't it just a simple rescue?

How hard could it be?

"Everyone, remember the plan.

Dodge the moving lights, climb the fences, and get to that dark corner there fast."

"Yes!" They whispered while nodding in unison.

With that, the first 10 left the woods in unison and made their way across the very massive empty field.

And as they moved, many a-times, they were almost exposed by the many circular lights that danced around the field.

Dancing was the most appropriate word for their actions because the lights gave them no time to rest, as it moved at unpredictable angles.

They rolled, backflipped, sprinted, did splits and twisted their bodies hard much as they could to remain undetected.

Dammit.

Even they didn't know that their bodies could bend so much.

"To the left! Tilt your damn body left!"

"Bro, thanks. If you didn't kick the back of my legs, I would've been caught by that last one. 

Who knew that it would go right and surprisingly move left just a few seconds again?"

"Yager, this is no time to talk. Concentrate!"

"Klint, duck!"

Bam.

"F***!

Who the hell designed this?"

The first batch jumped like fools while avoiding the annoying lights until they finally reached the fences.

But now, they were facing the most challenging part of the mission.

Climbing the fence.

.

Climbing the fence didn't seem like a problem to many, but one shouldn't forget how tiny the fence holes here were.

There was no way that their thumbs or fingers would fit into them.

The whole thing was designed to prevent people from climbing in or out.

They also went around the city looking for other fences similar to these. But the only ones they saw had big enough holes to support multiple fingers in them.

So how were they supposed to come out with a proper tool for climbing up accurately?

Their only choice was to bring a bunch of thin but sturdy pointy objects and try their luck.

It wasn't easy at all since all their weapons were kept at the port.

That's right.

For this mission, they shared several small kitchen knives against each other for defending themselves.

As for what they brought to climb to the top, it was none other than tweezers.

Yes, the costly thick ones that were somewhat heavy.

And low and behold, it was a perfect fit.

They first inserted the clapping end of the tweezers into the targeted hole on the fence and made sure that the thick metal fence string was caught in-between the tweezers... before gripping the clapping end again.

All they had to do was do their best and grip the damn thing as if their life depended on it while climbing upwards.

As for leg support while climbing, they didn't think it was that necessary.

What a joke!

Even though the fence was roughly 10 meters high (3-storeys high)... as assassins, they had many-a-times climbed up buildings only using raw arm muscles when their legs were too injured to do anything.

For them, arm strength was all they needed.

They believed that they could haul themselves up with just their arm strength since their toes and shoes couldn't fit the holes on the fence.

Just like that, they took out the chalk powder that they ground up earlier on, dusted their palms and fingers, as well as the tweezers, before beginning their climb.

Each assassin had tweezers on both hands and spares in their pockets.

"Everyone!

Soon, the light will leave the fence and move leftwards as predicted.

We'll only have a few more seconds before it returns and points and the bottom of the fence.

From there, it would travel up in a circular motion, so remember to stay in formation."

Everyone nodded and left, looking at the fence intensely 

"Now!!!"

With that, the men began the most challenging climb that they had ever done in their lives.