Suren discovered the assassin who had appeared out of thin air behind him. Instead of being surprised, he had already expected it.
He decisively tore open his leather coat. One puppet let out a spine-chilling wail, while the other flashed a grotesque grin as they flew toward the enemy. Their hands also split open with a click, revealing the black, poison-coated edges of daggers.
The assassin staggered, seemingly unable to understand why he had suddenly lost focus for a moment. He bit down hard on his tongue and instantly regained his senses. By then, he saw the poisoned blade thrusting toward his eyes, and a cold glint flashed in them.
With a clang, sparks flew in all directions.
The assassin knocked away one puppet's dagger, but his expression suddenly grew dazed again. Not good!
His instincts reacted to the danger, making him perform an extreme backward lean. At that moment, the other puppet's dagger sliced past the assassin's cheek. A faint corrosive sound followed, and a slit appeared along the edge of his hood.
"These puppets are strange!"
The assassin noticed something was wrong and had just reached out to grab one when he suddenly saw the two puppets flash back like lightning.
Since the strike had failed, they withdrew at once.
At that moment, Suren, their controller, also wore a regretful expression. As expected of a Tier 2 Professional, he's not so easy to injure.
The assassin facing Suren was even more startled. Prudence flickered in his eyes. This fellow isn't an ordinary puppeteer!
In fact, ever since Suren had rescued Rena from the Shapeshifting Amoeba's pursuit, he had been reconstructing the entire assassination attempt in his mind.
He had long guessed that there might be a traitor in the trial team.
But that mentor, August, should have been