Skaven Assassins, wickedly cunning and stealthy, slink through the shadows, their eyes gleaming with malevolence. Clad in dark, tattered garb, they move like whispers in the night, their blades poised to strike. With sinister grins, they lurk in the corners, waiting to pounce on their unsuspecting prey. Their tails, sinuous and deadly, curl and flick in anticipation. These rat-like killers, verminous and vile, are the embodiment of treacherous death in the Warhammer world.