The ground still trembled from Adelia slamming Lynira down.
Dust drifted like smoke across the clearing. But there was no time for Amon to look back.
Because the masked man in front of them. The one facing Amon, Arnold, and Aisha was already moving.
He tightened his grip on his sword, the blade humming with cold killing intent.
The man's stance was perfect. His posture balanced. His movements impossibly sharp.
This one… is different. Not as strong as Lynira. But stronger than the other enemies he fought. Amon felt it instantly.
He wasn't like those other masked attackers. This one was a true killer. A monster in human shape.
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Aisha snarled first, lightning crackling around her arms.
"Come on then!"
She dashed forward. Her footwork quick, wild, full of fury. She never felt fear toward someone stronger than her.
The masked man simply stepped aside. Aisha's eyes widened.
SHHHK!
Then he made his move.
A thin line of red opened across her arm.
"Ghh—!"
