***
"The assassin has no idea that he's fighting the Demon!"
Lothar, loud as always, commentated on the obvious.
He was wildly floating about, his eyes glued to the massive projection.
"Would Ignotus use this to his advantage, I wonder? Or will he just kill the assassin for interrupting their fight?!"
John, meanwhile, didn't look at the assassin at all.
His eyes were fixed only on the boy with white hair and the amused grin.
"...what crazy thing will you do next, Ignotus?"
***
The Demon, the plant-covered figure that mirrored Ignotus, was locked in a brutal clash with the masked assassin, dust blowing up in waves around them, daggers slashing through vines.
Indeed, Ignotus could've easily used this assassin to end the Demon, but...
He seemed to have no intention of doing that; rather, he stood off to the side, his hands behind his back, his gaze fixed on the ground, seemingly lost in thought.
Right, Ignotus wasn't at all interested.
At the end of a sigh, he shrugged.
