Miranda took a deep breath and opened her different eyes:
Just beyond the corner to her front left, the Extreme Realm assassin wielding the strange blade had extended all four limbs like a gecko, clinging between the ceiling and the vertical wall, looking down from above.
Only a wall separated them.
But...
Miranda blinked in surprise, gazing at the darkness before her that should have been impossible to see through—and at the "through-the-wall" view beyond the corner that she should never have been able to see.
This was...
Miranda blinked and swallowed.
Terror Blade had been right. The girl of the Cavendish Family... had very deep roots.
Crack—The Eternal Lamp not far away suddenly gave a sharp pop.
Almost simultaneously, the Extreme Realm assassin separated from her by a wall moved. He flashed across the edge of her vision and vanished into a stretch of ruins in the tunnel to her front right.
Miranda shuddered in alarm.
"Look carefully, especially at those places you originally 'couldn't see.'" Shilai's voice came from behind her ear, carrying a faint, labored breath. She sounded exhausted and seemed to be enduring pain. "Watch how he moves."
Miranda furrowed her brows slightly.
But before she could think it through, that momentary distraction over just one sentence made Miranda realize:
The assassin was no longer in his original position.
"This assassin is a professional. He's good at blending into his surroundings, hiding in the blind spots of your vision, and creating disturbances to draw your attention away..."
Shilai's voice became much steadier:
"He remains motionless when his target is fully focused, then changes position in the instant the target's thoughts drift. Bit by bit, inch by inch, he slips into the deepest and closest 'blind spot beneath the light' within the target's vision and senses... By