As the two night-black slashes flew toward the charging djinn, the djinn held his ground and yelled.
"HERE!"
Instantly, 3 fireballs soared through the smoke and right at the night slashes. As the slashes and fireballs hit each other, the nightclub floor again shook, causing the roof's light fixtures to fall down and break.
The room was pitch-black, and no one could see anything except me. Anyone who cast a light spell would reveal their location and be susceptible to attacks immediately, so the others were forced to accept the pitch-black environment.
After locating the charging djinn, who was blindly swinging his sword to cut down the tree roots, I crept towards him, not leaving a single trail of my existence.
Although these djinns were at least D rank or higher, I was currently an assassin in my natural habitat.
