"Oh, what's this?"
Leon tapped his chin with his beautiful white katana and noticed that his two assassins seemed quite shaken.
"Where did all that confidence go? You didn't consider the possibility that I might fight back in your little calculations?"
Leon laughed.
"…Shit."
Rook clicked his tongue.
'We've gone this far. We can't stop now. This was the worst possible outcome, as we would've preferred not fighting him.'
Raizen thought with a dark look.
It was too late to back down now, so Rook took a tighter grip on his sword, and Raizen grabbed the spear like his life depended on it.
"My sword is meant for killing… I won't go easy on you."
Leon took his sword stance.
Rook and Raizen exchanged a gaze.
Sure, in a one-versus-one duel, they wouldn't stand a chance against Leon, but there were two of them!
And there was still a possibility that Leon hadn't fully recovered from the poison's effects and was just acting tough.
