The Stitcher profession had virtually no combat ability in its lower and middle tiers, making them barely distinguishable from ordinary people.
But once they reached the high level, the Stitcher underwent a qualitative transformation.
In the future, the Stitcher would become infamous for being one of the most difficult enemies to deal with, and now Luca had the misfortune of running into one…
"Tch, quick reflexes for someone so young. You even managed to dodge that," the old man muttered, surprised that Luca had avoided being killed instantly. But he wasn't concerned—dodging once didn't mean Luca could dodge ten times.
"You talk too much for an old geezer," Luca spat blood to the side, wiping away the crimson trickling from his nose. The silver thread had pierced through his lung, making it hard for him to breathe. If this continued, death was inevitable.
