I was dead.
My head had been decapitated and was rolling on the ground.
Blood gushed out from my neck like a fountain, and my body tipped over.
I soon realized that it was all an illusion that lasted no longer than three, no, two seconds.
I had seen a vision of my death in the blink of an eye.
It was so vivid that I gasped involuntarily and checked my neck to ensure I was alright.
“Pant… pant...”
I hadn't even had time to draw out my sword.
Was this the strength of an Assassin Master?
I had always thought the idea of incapacitating people with a killing aura was silly…
"Young Master!"
Mahol hurried over to help me.
He aimed a dagger at the butler with his other hand.
A killing aura flowed from the butler and covered Mahol, just as he had done to me.
"Whoa..."
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