"Good night." I voiced and slashed as fast as possible.
Ah, the feeling of destroying a foe when they're not prepared and are filled with ignorance.
"...?"
Huh?
"Not here…?" A question arose as my hand slipped through empty air.
He was here just before–!?
"Kgh?!" Instinctually, I raised my dagger with a vertical shift on the side of my face, protecting myself from the blade that was aimed back at me.
***
The clash of metal against metal resounded through the dim corridors, a symphony of danger and desperation that reverberated within the very walls of the legislative building.
My heart raced as I engaged in a deadly dance with Malificar and Garrion, their shadowy forms a constant threat, slipping in and out of existence like ethereal phantoms.
"You really thought you could outwit us, Nord?" Malificar's voice taunted, his words a chilling reminder of my miscalculation. "Your aura may mimic Kalor's, but it lacks the darkness that envelops him."
He knows who I am?!
