Northern, meanwhile, was earnestly searching, waiting, wondering:
'What the hell? She's not using her abilities?'
He washed his face with his hand,
'Are you telling me she has been fighting the might of a Catastrophic Hellion with pure skills all this while? No talents involved?'
Raven was matching the might of a Catastrophic Hellion with pure skills that had been ingrained in her, perhaps because she is—of course—from the Kageyama clan.
If Raven was this impressive, he couldn't help but think of how strong Shin would be.
Imagine this deadly blade art in the hands of multiple clones.
A truly deadly weapon of assassination indeed.
Shin was a Master Pretender, Northern was sure of it. At this point, he just had to admit that there were a lot of mysteries surrounding that guy that he never saw.
It was so easy to overlook because he was so laid-back, almost dim, in fact.
Northern didn't want to call his father dumb.
