No Hard Feelings

I woke with a gasp, sweating profusely. Sitting up, I checked my chest as though the arrow would still be sticking out of me and happily finding I was unharmed. I sighed in relief and relaxed a moment before noticing someone coming through window on the far side of the room. The assassin raised their crossbow, aiming it at me.

"No hard feelings," they said before loosing the bolt with beautiful accuracy, landing it directly into my heart.

I woke with a gasp, sweating profusely. Sitting up, I quickly checked my chest to find it sans arrow. Clearly there's something odd going on here. The assassin came through the window and aimed their crossbow at me.

"No hard feelings," they said before loosing the bolt. I managed to move aside just enough that it pierced my lung instead of my heart.

The assassin walked over, reloading the crossbow. "Sorry I couldn't make this quick," they said before driving the second bolt through my forehead.

I woke with a gasp, sweating profusely. I scrambled out of the bed and moved towards the sword I kept mounted nearby. By the time I had hold of it and had turned around, the assassin was already in the room aiming their crossbow at me.

"No hard feelings," they said before loosing the bolt at me. Despite an attempt to block it with the sword it again pierced my heart.

I woke with a gasp, sweating profusely. This time I managed to get the sword and turn around before the assassin had finished aiming.

"No hard feelings," they said before loosing the bolt.

With a swipe from the sword I managed to deflect the bolt away from me and into the wall. As I moved towards the assassin they quickly reloaded their crossbow.

"Impressive," was all they said before sending the second bolt at me. This one I couldn't dodge and my last sight was the tip of the bolt before it pierced my eye.

I woke with a gasp, sweating profusely. Sword in hand I was already moving towards the assassin as they took aim.

"No hard feelings," they said before loosing the bolt.

A quick swipe sent the bolt aside and within a few steps I was upon them and swinging the sword in for a high killing blow. The assassin caught the blade on their vambrace and pushed it aside. With their other hand they pulled a dagger from a sheathe at the small of their back and drove it into my side, finding my heart through the ribs.

I woke with a gasp, sweating profusely. I was already within a few steps of the assassin as they prepared their shot.

"No hard-?" was all they managed before I swung at them with my weapon. They moved their arm to catch my sword but with a shift I slid it past and into their neck, getting just enough force to sever something important.

Leaning in I grabbed their arm as it came round with the dagger. As the life drained from their eyes I said the only words that would be appropriate.

"No hard feelings?"