"Her momentum's up. If I try to fight her in melee now, it'd undoubtedly be suicide."
Jiang Han rubbed her cat head.
Beside her, Zhang Luer added in a strange, mocking tone, "Cat head still there?"
Jiang Han shot her a glare.
Eve Harkins, mistress of Ghost Castle, had a bad habit: her finishing move always involved a flourish of the sword. With one flick, she sent someone else's head flying. It looked dashing enough, but couldn't she spare a thought for the cats whose heads she chopped off?
The image of a cat head hitting the ground, coupled with the fact that light swords drew no blood when cutting people, meant it was broadcastable footage—at most [Mature Rating], not [Gore Rating]. It was allowed on air, so it was only natural for that scene to appear in the highlights. It made this cat furious!
"Cats, I want a scheme. I want a strategy, and you should contribute one right now," Jiang Han said indignantly.
Cat Dula and Mao Philia exchanged a look, their tails swishing at the same time.
"The information cats have obtained is insufficient. Although Eve Harkins's castle is full of cat spies, her private quarters have always had extremely thorough anti-cat measures."
"What anti-cat measures?"
"To enter the spatial passage leading to her room, one must run ten kilometers and is not allowed to float or cheat with leyline energy."
That truly was a thorough anti-cat measure—simple and brutal. Although Cat Lamps loved intelligence and eavesdropping, they would absolutely never run ten kilometers just to steal a piece of information. Jiang Han understood Cat Lamps and knew their nature.
That was also why she was certain they could not possibly obtain intelligence on Eve Harkins.
"In the first round, she revealed melee capabilities. In the