“I’m tired every time I run an errand for the lady, not being able to travel in peace. And now I have to defend a brat who can’t even defend himself,” I thought.
I noticed that this Vargus guy talked a lot for someone of the assassin class, and when I saw how he looked at me, as if he desired me, I felt my blood boil, but being impulsive doesn’t suit me. So, while he was talking, I got into position, closed my eyes, and visualized the terrain, focusing on my breathing, repeating words that didn’t leave my lips: “Think, measure, evaluate.” I repeated it over and over. The background noises no longer bothered me, as if I were in a soundproof room. The mild breeze spread cold through my body, a cold that pierced my veins until I felt it energize my fists, allowing me to grip my daggers even tighter. After a few seconds, I felt the airwaves distort. I saw a small purple light growing larger, taking the shape of human veins, and I knew it was him activating his invisibility skill. And though it wouldn’t help him at all, I see everything, and nothing escapes me.
Then, in the split second he tried to activate his skill, I had already sliced off his left ear, though that wasn’t where I was aiming. I was impressed that he managed to dodge my attack, but in the second that followed, the look of panic on his face was delightful. Though, they all do the same before I kill them.
But they’re just simple thieves; I should just scare them and be done with it, because with this goody-two-shoes kid around, it’s better not to frighten him. I wouldn’t want trouble with the lady.
As he fell to the ground, the gust of air I brought with me threw him to his boss’s feet. He tried to get up but couldn’t, and he stared at me with the same eyes as all those I’ve left alive…
Fear.
I just stood there, looking at what was left of his ear, waiting for the pain to hit him, because, like the wind I dragged behind me, they always take a while to feel the pain—I avoided sensitive spots. But instantly...
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