The twisted smile that Dae-Mon held was exuded with black blood as he glanced back, looking at the assassin who struck him from behind.
"...How…naughty!" Dae-Mon said.
He quickly withdrew his dagger just as the Artificial Devil morphed his arms into razor-embedded ropes, escaping their grasp with a [Blink Step] backward.
"Huff…"
Clutching his handless arm close to his side, he caught his breath as he looked on at Dae-Mon, who stood facing him sideways since Yeong-Un was on the opposing side.
"...Did I get one of his hearts…?" He mumbled between rugged breaths.
[Unfortunately, that doesn't seem to be the case. Nothing resembling a beating heart was felt from the dagger piercing into that one's body. And, it seems the wound has already healed.]
After his Sage System answered for him, he wiped the sweat from his chin, flinging it to the ground as he stood straight.
"...Great. Again, then," he said.
