Several figures darted swiftly through the forest like agile nocturnal animals, weaving between fluorescent Nightglow Firs and rocks. The glow illuminated one slightly weary face—it was Lyon, panting hard.
He braced his hands on his knees, his chest heaving violently, unable to stop himself from staring at the swift figure ahead.
Yano was a Knight. How had his Agility become so high?
It was simply unbelievable.
Coupled with a Knight's endurance far surpassing that of an assassin, they had been chasing for several minutes already, yet he was only breathing slightly harder.
Before Lyon could think further, he caught sight of more Stoneborn gathering from all corners of the forest.
Even Max had been drawn over by the Shadow Creature fleeing through the trees. He sprang out from behind a rock and joined the pursuit.
"Lyon, why are you here too?" Max asked in surprise as he kept running.
"D-Don't worry about that first!"
Lyon panted, "Chase it—talk after we catch it. That black shadow... is very likely a Shadow Creature."
"Huff, huff... I'm exhausted... I have no idea what kind of potion Yano drank to run that fast..."
Max had initially wanted to say that Knights had strong explosive power. If they were not wearing heavy armor, it was normal for them to outrun assassins who had not activated any skills for a short time.
But after only a few minutes, Max finally understood what Lyon meant.
The figure ahead showed no signs of slowing down. Instead, it was pulling farther and farther away from them.
He wore the same incredulous expression as Lyon.
Damn it, how could he keep running that fast?
"N-No... I can't... I can't run anymore..."
Lyon was the first to give out. He abruptly stopped, braced both hands on his knees, and gulped down