The blade, coated with mud, swiftly flicked upward, and after a clang against Sener's dagger, it emitted a continuous humming vibration.
The speed at which the two legendary rogues engaged was astonishingly fast.
Matthew couldn't see clearly at all.
He blinked, and the two, seemingly locked in a fight to the death, had already separated.
They maintained a relatively safe distance from each other.
Mira coldly sheathed her blade back into its inconspicuous scabbard:
"Not again."
Sener's attitude remained lighthearted:
"Don't be too serious."
Mira uncompromisingly retorted:
"I hate it when people test me."
"And people I hate usually end up dying miserably."
Sener snorted:
"Really?"
"Matthew, what the hell do you think you're doing?"
Their gazes locked onto Matthew simultaneously.
Matthew leisurely stuffed the fish head back beside the corpse and then activated the magic medium he had just set down, thereafter chanting a practiced summoning spell.
Immediately afterward,