Green had thought he would have to step in, but the female assistant beside him proved unexpectedly capable. Not only had she survived, she had driven back the fierce little woman in the blink of an eye and viciously killed the unlucky brute carrying the Soul Key.
But Green could tell there was more to this assistant than met the eye. According to Dr. Vincent's memories, she was no weakling, but she was an academic with little combat experience. She had become his assistant chiefly because of her administrative skills. Yet the strength she had just displayed was seasoned and ruthless. She fought like someone who had spent years on the battlefield, quick to react and rich in experience.
Could this woman have been replaced too? Judging by his own methods, Green suspected the assistant might be an impostor—or that she had been a spy beside Dr. Vincent all along. As he thought, he looked at the Wooden Box lying on the floor. The fight between the young woman and the assistant had carried them farther and farther away, leaving Green closest to it. But he had no intention of picking it up. With so many people suddenly appearing in the Underground Base, all after the Soul Key, he smelled a conspiracy.
After a moment's thought, Green ignored the Wooden Box containing the Soul Key and ran straight upstairs.
His move made both women downstairs frown. Their eyes met for an almost imperceptible instant. By the time Green reached the upper floor, they were still fighting, but neither was trying to kill the other. It looked more like a sparring session between comrades.
"I never expected you to have infiltrated this place," the young woman said softly. "No wonder I hadn't heard a word about you since that mission five