*****
Going through another round of abuse was definitely a no-no. Cain's brain was overheating, trying its possible best to understand what had just occurred before him.
"Did that archer enter the bodies of the remaining dummies?" a thought crossed Cain's mind. He strongly believed it must be a dream. "A very bad dream," he thought.
An object cutting through the air resounded in my ears. Without the slightest idea what it was, I moved my head hastily, dodging thrown needles that I believed were thrown by the assassin.
Shock appeared on my face when I realized that the assassin's accuracy had suddenly improved.
"That fragment of light increased their accuracy?!" I thought.
