Theron’s robes seemed to unfurl, the hilts of his weapons being revealed beneath the harsh wind as he fell from above. In one fluid motion, he unsheathed them, slashing down.
The Silver Assassin regained their bearings quickly. Or at the very least, Theron sensed something vague and amorphous lock onto him.
Though their vision hadn’t cleared, their Third Eye activated seamlessly, finding Theron’s position and then dodging out of the way.
Theron’s raised hands didn’t slash down, his eyes narrowing. He realized he had to change his battle tactics. It was likely that from now on, his greatest challenges would come from Silver Mancers. The same tricks wouldn’t work.
He landed on the ground, accelerating forward.
The Silver Assassin unsheathed their weapon, a thin sword that seemed to vanish beneath the rays of the sun.
The Silver Assassin could have never guessed that Theron would see through their Element before they could even use it. He simply sensed the vague fluctuations and grasped a faint inkling.
His senses had grown sharper to a shocking degree, and his reactions even more so.
There was a whistling over his nose and he knew that he had guessed correctly. The flexible sword was deceptively long. It hid the true extent of its body beneath shifts and changes to the light.
Not only was this a Light Mancer, but it was a Light Mancer that specialized not in attack, but concealment.
That made some things harder…
But other things far easier.
Theron’s leg kicked up. Timed perfectly, his fists collided with the ground at the very same instant his foot slammed against the bottom of the Silver Assassin’s wrist.
He flipped backward, landing on the balls of his feet and accelerating forward.
The Silver Assassin had only just stumbled back a step when Theron had already closed the distance. The reverse grip of his dagger slashed forward, hitting nothing but air.
Theron’s eyes narrowed. He was quite used to doing this to others, but it seemed that he wasn’t the only one that could use illusions. The question was… how had she confused his Quasi Third Eye? There was no way he would deactivate it in the face of someone with such abilities.
It was the obvious answer.
There was no way to fool him entirely. At most, they could make him be mistaken by a few measures, which was enough in a battle one to regain footing and counter.
Unless they were found out.
The spell formed so fast it was almost as though it had always been there. There was hardly a lag between Theron slashing and a [Water Bullet] shooting out.
There was no time to apply the Blue Pufferfish’s Echo, but that was fine. That wasn’t Theron’s true purpose.
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His sword slashed and cut against fabric and flesh.
There wasn’t even the slightest hint of a grunt, but Theron didn’t expect such a thing, not against any assassin worth their salt.
Yet, rather than pressing an advantage, Theron accelerated backward.
The whistle of a sword passing right through where his head had just been made his eyes go icy cold.
Three [Water Bullets] formed in the air as Theron whispered beneath his breath. He applied heft and density to a slower formation of [Water Scythe], pincering the Light Mancer in from all sides. ⱤãꞐ𝔬ᛒƐ𝓢
Flashes of light echoed from an invisible blade and assassin, slicing the [Water Bullets] apart, only for the scythe to close in the distance a moment later.
The assassin made a move, only for two [Water Wraps] to lock their ankles in place.
The physical strength of the Silver Mancer alone was able to shatter them, but the lag was enough.
Finally, the Silver Mancer seemed to realize that so long as they were wet with Theron’s first attack… he could target them with ease.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
The Light Mancer was forced to cross their thin sword before their body.
Theron was already moving.
He already knew that there was no way they could handle it. After being caught off guard, unable to stabilize their foundation, they would certainly be blown back.
And that was finally what happened.
The slightest hint of a grunt echoed through the air as Theron accelerated.
Theron sensed the strong fluctuation of Light Mana before it happened. His eyes narrowing, guessing what was coming. But he didn’t think that an illusion type would have such a spell in their arsenal.
A strong, reflective shield manifested, the silhouette of a female fully revealed beneath it.
Theron only noted this for a moment before his heavy Water Scythe was sent right back at him.
There was no time to dodge. The force of the counter was too great and for the first time in his life, Theron was faced with friendly fire of his own making. With his level of control, when had he ever faced such a situation?
This was a spell rare paladin types would have, not an assassin focused on illusions.
But he should have known this intimately. He had used this very sort of thing on others. Sometimes, the most knowledgeable were also the easiest to trick. The more intelligent you were, the more that could be used against you.
Theron released his blades, his palms opening up to allow them to fall to the ground. He unleashed a roar as he clamped down on the scythe of water.
He could sense that the Silver Assassin had already released a speed type spell, rounding to his back for the final attack while he was occupied. Their concealment was so great that he could have easily missed them.
But in this case, it didn’t seem to matter whether he saw through them or not.
’Silver Mancers… are truly powerful.’
The conclusion came with a chilling cold from Theron’s eyes as he settled into a focused state.