"Elle??"
Elle was utterly astounded when she heard that voice.
"Y-You… you are the new Catseye?" Elle stuttered in disbelief.
She couldn't believe it. He was the last person in her mind who would act as Catseye.
Meanwhile, Catseye froze in his spot like a statue, all eyes on Elle. It seemed like his brain had stopped functioning for a moment. He was trying to distinguish if this was real or only imagination.
Because the two of them were very focused on each other, they didn't notice that Samuel Sy had already picked up the dagger which was dropped by Catseye on the floor.
With his last remaining strength, he got up and plunged the dagger to Catseye's right lower part of his abdomen.
"Noooo! Charles… watch out!" Elle exclaimed to warn him but it was too late.
The tip of the dagger was buried to his flesh and blood started to ooze out of his wound when Samuel Sy drew the dagger back and fell on the ground.
"Argh!"
