My father had been killed. I could sense his life had slipped away unknowingly. Gritting my teeth, I activated my skill and ran. Even though I wanted to confront those knights for taking my father's life, I knew there was nothing I could do. Those knights were experts at neutralizing skills and magic. They were the anti-skill and anti-magic unit.
My skill only allowed me to temporarily evade their sight, but I knew they would capture me soon enough. I wasn't going down without a fight, though. I wanted to survive, to seek vengeance against those who took my parents' lives. With my father gone, it fell to me to avenge my mother's suffering at the hands of the those who abused her. I also swore to avenge my father's killer. To achieve that, I needed to flee for now.
"You think you can slip away using your skill, huh? Too bad we've got someone who can see right through it."
