"Would you believe me if I claimed we were just passing through?" Zavier shrugged and spread his hands.
Fred craned his neck, his guard heightened. 'Damn it!' he exclaimed, not believing it was a coincidence. 'Who the hell leaked my data?'
"I don't think we have any hostility, especially since we're both wearing masks."
"Certainly," Zavier replied, "but I need you to tell me something."
"Please forgive me that I can't inform you about the assignment. I am, after all, a professional hunter." Fred began to mobilize the few remaining mana in his body, intending to fight.
"I never had any illusions about this from the beginning," Zavier and his five clones said of their ability to mobilize mana.
The fight was about to start.
Zavier uses his blood sword first, stabbing Fred in the face.
Fred dodged expertly, but there was already a cold blaze in his landing site.
"Chiiiiiii~"
