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The senior assassin straddled her trainee's victim, who lay dazed and helpless from the fast-acting poison coursing through her veins. The poor gal thought she was going to have a night of fun.

The assassin pressed the stethoscope to the woman's heaving chest. The victim's heart pounded vigorously, each beat thundering through the stethoscope and into her palm. "good job." the woman said to the trainee in a monotone voice.

She glanced up at her apprentice, a young woman eager to prove herself, who sat poised beside the victim's head. The assassin nodded toward their target's mouth, which gasped desperately for air like a fish out of water.

"Remember, you only pass this poison test once her heart stops completely," the assassin said calmly, not one to linger for more than she has to.

The rookie's eyes shone with a mix of anticipation and nervousness. She understood. Leaning down, she clamped her hands tightly over the victim's mouth and nose, cutting off her airway.

The woman bucked and writhed under them, her body's final futile attempt to cling to life. But the rookie held firm, all her training and preparation culminating in this pivotal moment. Soon the victim's struggling weakened and finally ceased altogether as the last flickers of life extinguished.

The assassin listened intently through the stethoscope, hearing the woman's frantic heartbeat slow, falter, and at last fall silent. It was done. She looked up at her apprentice and smiled.

"Well done."