"You dare ignore me? Kill him! Kill him now!"
"Exploding Fist!"
At Orvain's shout, one of the Redflames lunged forward and hurled a flame engulfed punch toward Zair.
He twisted aside at the last moment, only to shift again as a second attack came in from another Redflame. Regaining his footing, he countered with a sharp thrust that pierced clean through the man's arm.
"Arrgh!!"
Zair pulled his blade back, preparing to finish it, when a surge of danger hit him.
He threw himself aside instinctively, evading a cleaving strike that sliced past him by the narrowest margin.
"Fighting is futile."
Zair rolled to his feet, and turned his grim eyes to one of the bald twins standing calmly before him, katana resting in his grip.
"You'll lose."
Zair tightened his hold on his blade as he straightened. He had barely avoided that attack.
'The other one…'
He turned toward Orvain, and his eyes widened.
The second twin was gone.
'Wher—'
