"I doubted your methods, but you proved me wrong. An apology is owed." Crouched next to a pile of mud sliced cleanly by a blade, Valentine admitted what was due. She did not actually think such a simple plan would work.
Isaac barely used much mana, just his physical strength and his ability to recall his weapon in the Deity Templar once it stopped moving. Isaac summoning his weapons, throwing them, and creating a tension as well as a pattern allowed Isaac to surprise his enemies when he broke what they expected, '...and he's not even someone who works well with assassination.'
Valentine's ears perked and looked over her shoulder, "Did you fail to get the archer?"
