Clang!
Our weapons clashed, and the person became visible.
He is clad in a black and red suit with a mast and a cloak covering his head. Even his hands aren't visible; they are covered in gloves.
The man didn't want his identity found out and took every precaution.
"I was wondering when you would attack," I said with a big smile. "You knew?" he asked, in a voice that feels neither feminine nor masculine.
The suit is the same. It makes it hard to distinguish the gender and race, but I didn't have a problem. I think, I even know, who the man is.
"Of course, I know. From the moment you entered my range two and a half days ago," I replied.
Those in the camp weren't the only people who entered. There are more that were hiding. There is also another camp on the other side of the curtain.
Many powerful Primes have come here. Its why I had been so careful.
