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As Olivia pronounced those words, the state of insecurity that Logan was currently exuding seemed to completely disappear, in fact, he seemed to have completely lost his mind. Rage seemed to be overwhelming him as he roared.

"WHO DARES HURT MY LITTLE SISTER?" he shouted at the top of his lungs as he saw a sword approaching him on his right.

Logan tried to react in time to block, but couldn't as the sword reached his abdomen slashing part of it. However, even while being slashed the furor which had currently taken over his body was still present as he didn't even seem to notice the attack which he had just suffered.

The sword was now stuck inside Logan's abdomen, as the swordsman tried to take it out with as much strength as he could possibly muster, nonetheless, he wasn't able to. His sword was stuck inside this bleeding monster. Logan instead of minding about having a sword inside his body, looked in front of him, as he saw that the swordsman was still in front of him, pulling on something.

But, he didn't care about any of that, his objective was simple, protect his sister from any potential danger.

"Is he the one trying to hurt us?" asked Logan with a sweet tone of voice, completely different from the roar he had just emitted seconds ago.

Olivia, hearing that question, didn't waste any time and shouted, "Yes, it's the four in front of you."

Logan, hearing her, grabbed the swordsman's hand with as much strength as he could muster. He wanted to hurt him, hurt him bad, bad enough for him not to be able to walk out of here alive.

But as he was about to do so, he wasn't able to do as someone held down his arm.

That person who had just done so was the bulky tank who was now in front of him, rivalling with him face to face.

This situation prompted the fight into starting for real, as an arrow appeared right in front of the swordsman's eyes.

He was only able to slightly dodge it as he moved his face a little to the right, but even as he dodged some blood could be seen running down his cheek.

But, that wasn't all, Olivia who was hiding her brother, got a big wooden stick out of her inventory as she raised it in the air.

As she did so, fireballs seemed to form on the end of that stick as if ready to rain down literal hell on her opponents.

And that was exactly what she did as she launched multiple fireballs on the enemy team which caused them to retreat slightly.

Aiden, on the other hand, didn't make any moves as he kept watching over the situation, debating when the best time to appear was.

There was one thing that kept worrying him over and over again. The person who was called the Prodigy was the only person who hadn't moved at all since the start of the fight.

Aiden had no idea why, but he knew that it couldn't be a good thing. Whatever that person was preparing couldn't be good.

That was why Aiden decided to wait and see how he would act, he wanted to react to their attacks, not the opposite.

Logan, who was furious, kept advancing forward as he ravaged everything that was in his way, as he had truly lost his mind.

'I guess, that was why she told us not to worry about him,' thought Aiden, realizing that he wasn't weak at all. He actually had quite a special skill, and while Aiden wasn't sure what the cost was, it didn't seem to be mana, which was weird.

The cost of using the skill that Logan was currently under seemed to be related to the state of one's body and mind. His intelligence decreased, but his body strength increased like crazy. Depending on your point of view, you could see it as a good skill or a bad one.

However, with Logan's personality, it was quite a good skill as he didn't seem like the type to be aggressive and defend others with overwhelming force. Well, that was what Aiden had figured out in the short time that they had taken trying to learn about each other.

Then, as the man with a white cloth around his eyes seemed to be a statue, he made a subtle move with his head, looking in a random direction. Well, it looked that way for Olivia, who was watching, but suddenly, he twisted his head violently.

However, that wasn't the case at all; the blind person wasn't looking in a random direction, but exactly where Aiden was located, overseeing this whole fight.

ραndαsnοvεl.cοm 'How? How is this possible? I surely didn't make any noise,' thought Aiden, as he just couldn't understand how such a thing was even possible.

He had made no noise while moving in that direction, he had given no clues as to where he might be. But the thing that confused him the most was how a blind person was able to "see" where he was.

Aiden just couldn't understand how that was even possible; he began to question if that person was really blind, as it didn't make any sense otherwise.

Then, the presumably blind man made a move; he wasn't a statue anymore as he jumped onto one of the branches of a nearby tree, the same one Aiden was currently standing on.

Then, he slowly raised his head as he looked straight in Aiden's direction, more precisely, directly into Aiden's eyes.

'There's no way, does he really know where I am?' thought Aiden, as he realized that he had been discovered by a blind person.

Finding it strange, he decided to move, still making no noise. However, the head of the prodigy kept following him no matter where he moved.

"You really think you have a chance at winning against us? We have the prodigy, ahaha," said the bulky female who was in front of the enraged Logan.

The fight had reached a critical juncture, and the outcome hung in the balance as the clash between Logan, Olivia, Aiden's team, and the enemy continued to unfold. The mystery of the Prodigy's true powers, and the enthralling blend of rage, magic, and strategy, promised an enthralling and unpredictable confrontation yet to come.

Then, Aiden who was on the branch looked in front of him as he could see that the Prodigy kept looking at him no matter where he moved.

He had no choice, he would have to face him, even if he didn't want to.

It hadn't been his plan, but what other choices did he have?

Try to escape from him?

Why would he even try to do that, it just wouldn't make any sense as he would have to face him at some point and if it was a one versus one then Aiden was almost sure that he would be winning it.

After all, assassins excelled in duels.

Sure, Aiden had lost against Emma in a one versus one, but that was because of the Everheart technique, not because of his skill or power.

In terms of raw skills, he was much better, he also had access to multiple skills.

'Guess, I have no choice,' thought Aiden as he saw the blinded man jump in his direction, seemingly determined to end things with him.

However, Aiden noticed one thing while the blind man was jumping, he had no change of emotions on his face, no rage, no excitement, nothing... he was simply emotionless.

'Wait is he an assassin too?' thought Aiden, as he saw the blind man get a dagger from his inventory.

'Well, that's even better, I'm almost sure of winning,' thought Aiden as he seemed to regain confidence in himself as he knew that if it was a duel between assassins, he would be winning.

He had experience which was something that his opponent didn't have, it would be the key to this fight, experience.

As the Prodigy and Aiden were fighting, Olivia, Logan, and Emma, were facing the rest of the enemy team not even looking into Aiden's direction as they simply couldn't.

They were in way too much trouble at the moment, and they needed to concentrate as much as they could because one mistake might result in death.

Well, a fake death as they couldn't really die in here.

Olivia kept releasing her fireballs onto the enemy team who had no choice but to try and dodge over and over again as they didn't want to be hit by one head-on.

But, her mana reserves were not infinite and she would soon have to slow down her fire rate, as she still needed some mana for some other spells.

Then, Emma who was on one of the trees around, looked down and released the arrow which she had drawn.

It was in the direction of the Enchantress, who still hadn't cast a single spell yet.

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