As soon as she spoke, a terrifying pressure filled the room, and Asher felt the presence of multiple assassins hidden in the shadows.
A trap, huh?
Good.
He cracked his knuckles, his crimson aura flaring to life.
"Then let's see if your trap is enough to hold me."
Asher formed his scythe as the assassins surrounded him, but suddenly…
"Ara ara~~"
A melodious voice rang out, laced with a pressure so intense that Asher's legs buckled beneath him, forcing him onto his knees. The force didn't just affect him—it sent shockwaves through the entire room, causing the other assassins, including Evelyn, to falter.
"Huh, you only kneeled you are good as they say"
The voice belonged to a woman.
