'This guy is stronger than that b*stard…'
It was sheer luck that three children managed to defend themselves against the assault of three concealed figures. Such fortune was so remarkable that had Leon not attempted to engage the man in the Ultramarine Robe in conversation, the girls would likely have found themselves lying on the cold ground with their throats slit.
After all, it was thanks to his unconventional questions, brimming with the audacity to inquire, that the girls halted and surveyed their surroundings, knives at the ready.
However, this didn't mean that they were in a favorable situation. Despite their prior experience in battling assassins, Leon and Triss keenly felt the potency of these newly encountered adversaries. Knives hurled at them with casual precision shook their hands relentlessly, creating miniature earthquakes in their grip.
Such a profound power differential existed, and they had to find a way to fend off their assailants.
