16 Relocate (1/2)

”I-I-wheeze-” The Shadowalker's voice was scratchy as he stuttered, his entire body shaking. The man jerked his head over, towards where he had thrown the pair of knives at Micheal.

Micheal turned and glanced carefully, making sure he kept his attention on the Shadowalker as well.

'Hmm?' He blinked.

The two knives that had pierced through the air towards him, aimed at his head, were nowhere to be seen.

'No, hold on.' His eyes narrowed. He could faintly make out a couple of small clouds of shadowy essence, clinging to the wall and slowly dissipating.

Micheal turned back to the figure, a frown on his face.

”A fake attack?” The knives weren't real knives at all, but fake ones created out of the shadow essence a Shadowalker could manipulate. While they might look and fly through the air like a real knife, they contained none of the power or strength.

”Ye-yes. Yes. Was-was just a test.” The Shadowalker's voice was harried as he stuttered out a response, not daring to move. The abruptness of Micheal's surprise response and the unexpectedness of the attack had put the man in a dangerous situation.

From the way Micheal moved, Anju felt like he should be both stronger and faster than the Irregular. This was his third year here, his Strength and Endurance were well above that of almost every single Fourth Waver. Even his Strength, which was not his strong suit, was almost 4 times as strong as that of a regular human. However…

There was a sharp blade that had somehow managed to force him out of his Shadowalker state and injure him held right up next to his neck. The Irregular's eyes bored into him as if they could pierce through his soul, shaking him to his bones.

All of these things combined to freeze him completely despite his ostensibly more powerful physique.

Micheal's eyes hardened as his thoughts raced.

”A test? Why?” As he looked at the shadowy figure, a vague memory stirred in his mind. This figure actually seemed somewhat familiar.

”I meant no har-harm. I was merely ordered t-to evaluate you.” The Shadowalker seemed to have calmed down somewhat as he replied.

”Organization. Now.” Micheal slid the sword right up against the man's neck, his eyes brooking no argument.

”The Saru Group.” The downed man's thoughts were far too scrambled to wonder why a newbie was asking what organization he was in.

'Ah! That's it! This must be Anju, the Lieutenant under Captain Bola! The report that I was an Irregular must've caused a bigger flurry than I thought it would.' At the mention of the Saru Group, Michael finally realized how he knew this fighter.

He himself had served under the Black Knife Ninja, as the pretentious fighter called himself, back on his first go around through the 7 Layers. He had only ever been a subordinate on one of the Hunting Teams under the fighter and never risen to prominence in the Saru Group before he left, and thus hadn't had much interaction with the man.

'He was self-obsessed, but not a bad type. I remember he helped out in the large scale battle against the Black Flag Pirates when that mess went down after the Godfather Organization was almost wiped out in this Cluster.' The Black Flag Pirates were scum as far as Michael was concerned, so Anju's actions there redeemed himself.

'He died then, if I recall correctly.' He could faintly remember hearing that Captain Bola was incensed. The two men were like brothers. Anju had been murdered while using his Ability to help scout out where the Black Flag Pirates had hidden their base.

Due to the labyrinthian setup of the Cluster, if an organization was trying to hide its base, it was certainly possible to avoid prying eyes.

As all of this flashed through Michael's mind, he instantly made a decision.

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”Arrrgh!”

Micheal's sword pommel slammed into the right arm of Anju, instantly cracking it. The Shadowalker fell to one knee as he yelled, clutching at his arm in pain.

”Tell your leader if he wants to test me, he can find me in person.” Micheal's eyes were cold as he looked down at Anju. He held his blade next to the Shadowalker's neck, his killing intent causing the man to tremble uncontrollably.

”Your foolish overconfidence was your downfall. Don't think just because you can meld into the shadows that you can't be detected or injured.” Micheal's voice boomed as he rebuked the fighter, arrogance dripping on his voice. There was no better way to teach a lesson like this than making someone feel as if their mistake might cost them their life.