Meteor said nothing. When her first strike missed, she immediately launched a second!
Ghost Shadow skimmed along the ground, then thrust up from beneath Messenger's feet!
Messenger dodged with another leap, but this time, he did not land. Instead, he hovered in midair as enormous feathered wings unfurled behind him.
Air currents swirled beneath his wings. He slowly flapped them, smiling down at Ghost Shadow. "Old friends meeting again—shouldn't we catch up first? Tell me, how did you evade the search and find this place?"
Meteor watched him with a cold gaze.
Messenger smiled. "You killed White Hair and took the Gargoyle Card, didn't you? Someone who once devoted herself to saving all Scrap has finally turned on her own kind for profit. It seems you and I are no different after all, so why are you still so obsessed with what happened back then?"
Meteor's expression darkened further. Then her entire body melded into the black shadows and vanished into the cracks between the rooftop bricks.
Messenger remained in the air for a moment before slowly descending back onto the rooftop. His gaze swept across the surroundings, but he found nothing unusual.
"The assassination failed, so she gave up decisively..." he muttered.
That fit Meteor's character. Whether she succeeded or failed, she never dragged things out.
Still, it was possible that this was a diversion.
Messenger took out his phone and contacted the general downstairs. "Meteor is here. Tighten security. Don't let anything happen to Bishop."
"What?... Damn it, why didn't you kill her?" the general complained, then hurriedly ordered the people in the room, "Take Bishop back to her room and guard her properly! Don't let even a mosquito in!"
Messenger left the rooftop and headed toward the elevator, reminding him over the phone, "Have the Paladin stay