His grin widened even further when he heard that pleasing sound of flesh being cut through. Sick as it was, he couldn't help but get a burst of adrenaline when that happened. The sheer joy of cutting through a problematic enemy.
"You got too cocky," he said, "You assumed that I had stared into your eyes and thought your skill would automatically activate. Looks like you didn't realize that I had figured it out,"
"How…" she muttered, blood trailing down the side of her mouth.
Amari frowned. Should he really answer that? No, he was running late on time, and besides, who knew if she had some backup to prevent such an easy death.
He twisted the blade around her chest once more, ignoring her subtle groans. Then he withdrew the sword and placed it back into the sheath.
The four bandit commanders and Klint hadn't yet registered what had happened to Eliss. Once they did it would be a lot harder to escape.
