What is that thing?! Malin thought subconsciously.
He had never seen anything move so fast... A monster? Malin wasn't sure whether to describe the shadow as a monster or an assassin, but it certainly wasn't a spirit, or else it wouldn't hide in the shadow behind his sister and it wouldn't launch a silent ambush.
In a moment of thought, Malin also instinctively reacted, pulling vines from his sleeves that turned into a whip and coiled around the creature's legs.
The latter had not expected to be trapped in such a way and, losing the struggle of strength, fell forward, uncontrollably tumbling to the ground.
Without any hesitation, it threw two daggers from its hands, then turned into mist and vanished from Malin's sight.
