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A ruthless smirk appeared on his face, and his silver earring, still slightly stained with blood, swung slightly.

"So, it really was you lot!"

A surge of fury and fear welled up in Casio's heart towards the Sand Dust Organization. The uncannily realistic illusion from earlier was their doing. He had fallen for it before he could even react, a testament to the Sand Dust's power not to be underestimated.

Clenching his fists slightly, he resolved to unleash all his power in a single instance to kill his opponent. He wanted to prevent the reoccurrence of such an illusion during the heat of the battle, which could put him in a precarious situation.

"Heh, you've got quite some spirit. You must be from the higher ups of the Black Spade Assassination Department. I, No.8, would be delighted to test your abilities..."