The Snake School's elite fighters carefully slipped into the Steppe People's camp.
Although it was not night, the shadows cast where the bright sunlight met the tents were enough for these excellent assassins to advance smoothly toward their respective targets.
As the leader of the Snake School, Perikena was the first to enter the camp.
In fact, a vast stretch of open ground lay between the Steppe People's camp and Thunder Fortress. Without her "cover," even the Snake School's finest could not have evaded the eyes of the Steppe People's sharpshooters.
Standing in a patch of shadow, Perikena gave off a "glow" indistinguishable from the darkness around her.
This "glow" kept changing as she moved.
Like a chameleon.
No!
She was even better at camouflage than a chameleon.
Not only her color, but her presence as well-everything was concealed.
The Snake School's legacy stretched back four hundred years.
Besides its own techniques, it naturally possessed others it had collected, whether as spoils, through the inventions of its members, or through trades.
But whatever their origins, anything that caught the Snake School's eye was a rare gem.
The [Illusory Stealth] Perikena was using, for instance, was a special technique that combined basic stealth with the core technique of a school lost to history.
It did not reach the level of a secret art.
But it came very close.
Having mastered this technique, Perikena moved effortlessly through the Steppe People's camp.
She was waiting for the perfect opportunity.
Of course, she was not merely here to kill.
There was also...
Finding something!
Something that held the secret behind the Steppe King's power.
Every organization had its own intelligence network.
Their particular interest in the royal clans and great nobles of each region ensured that those figures would have at least a few