The moment the white skull mask emerged from the darkness, the entire forest seemed to grow colder.
Purple Death's pupils contracted as he took in the creature…
...It was humanoid, but no human should look like that.
Its body was unnaturally tall and thin, wrapped in what looked like living darkness that look like a tattered cloak, along with it long black arms dangled almost to the ground, ending in razor-sharp claws that reflected the faint purple flames burning around them.
Most horrifying of all… its skull mask had no eyes.
Only two empty black slits stared back at him.
"…A puppet?" one of the silver-class assassins whispered shakily, thinking that this thing really did resemble a puppet.
The way it move and everything...
But what kind of hellish puppet is that…?
At his words, the creature tilted its head.
Then it vanished.
"...!!" Purple Death immediately ducked down—
SLASH!
Above where his head had been a moment ago, the air itself was cut.
