Clash of Hidden Strengths

A Rogue's greatest advantage was getting the first move.

As a deity who held the Rogue Portfolio, Soren had watched the entire fight without anyone spotting his trail or sensing his presence. But when the Princess arrived, the ripple of magic she brought was hard to hide from a deity's senses. It alerted Malar, the God of Hunt, in the middle of battle. His next move faltered, and he turned a wary gaze toward the distance.

A Dimensional Anchor had already been cast over this place.

The Princess had taken a little time to arrive because she had needed to make a Spatial Jump from outside the Dimensional Anchor to reach it.

A Legendary Wizard or Sorcerer.

A Cleric could never possess spatial techniques this advanced. Only a Wizard or Sorcerer could manage it.

Malar's attention shifted to the Princess, who had yet to appear. Soren seized that instant and darted toward Pale Justice, which lay on the ground.

There was no time to borrow the Holy Avenger now.

This had only been meant as a probe. He had not expected the other factions to act even faster than he had. After today, Malar would certainly be more cautious. With no chance to turn back, Soren had to take this opening to kill him.

Clang!

A figure appeared out of thin air beside the Paladin's corpse. Slender fingers closed around the hilt of Pale Justice in an instant.

Agonizing pain erupted!

Soren trembled all over. It felt as though he had gripped a red-hot iron. Pale Justice rejected him even more fiercely than the Holy Avenger. Despite his talent for Versatile Hands, the instant he touched it, he suffered more than 30 points of Divine Damage. The power lingering in the Artifact continued to hurt him, almost entirely canceling out