The cold night wind rushed past Ethan's face as his figure shot over the walls of Frostvele.
The celebration behind him quickly faded into distant noise.
Ahead, the dark silhouette of the assassin moved across the snowy ground like a shadow fleeing under the moonlight.
The man was fast.
"That guy must be a Legendary Realm expert," Ethan thought as the realization sent a cold chill through his spine.
And to add more to his horror,this guy decisively shivered his arms.
If that man had aimed for someone else inside the fortress instead of him, the result might have been disastrous.
Thankfully there was Kassandra to take care.
Shockingly he couldn't detect the person.
"I need to do something about my senses…It has been quite useless in case of assassins.''
Ethan narrowed his eyes and pushed his body forward through the air.
That speed…
