The tendrils lashed through the afterimages, catching almost every single one of them. But it was not enough. Nara's real body materialized several meters away, panting. He somehow managed to escape. The man did not stop after that and continued running.
Damon smiled. There was a reason why he let that guy go. He had already marked him, and now the assassin should directly lead him to the Umbra hand's base. He had already messaged Ghost, who should be here anytime now.
Damon knew very well that the other party was trying to get to the bottom of his umbra's shadow magic. The assassin was strong, and he could have stayed and fought. Perhaps something could have happened, but he sacrificed all of that, including the fairy king's tomb, just for the chance of finding out if there was more than one Umbra's heritage.
