( Ben's POV )
Ben was having the time of his life fighting out of a desolate cityscape, as with no citizens to impede his movement and tons of buildings to hide behind, the master assassin got a free hand to showcase his power.
Carefully spreading high tension invisible threads in between buildings from where the wyverns were likely to pass by, Ben waited in the shadows for his prey to fall victim to his trap.
For the first few minutes, the wyverns cautiously flew a bit above the roofline of Thumba City, however, as time passed, the Demon Counts riding these beasts became more and more desperate to find Ben and started to swoop lower and lower in hopes of finding him.
Eventually, one of them flew too close to the ground and got caught up in Ben's trap.
*Slash*
The wyvern flying at full speed, got brutally cut up with Ben's threads, sending its rider toppling over, with even the rider picking up an injury from one of the threads.
*PRERRREEIIIII*
The wyvern howled in pain, alerting all the other wyverns in the sky that something was wrong, however, Ben wasn't worried at all.
From the second that the Demon Count was tossed in the air and before the wyvern could even cry out in pain, Ben had unleashed a barrage of daggers targeting the Demon Count, who while in the air was hard pressed to block them.
*Shua*
*Shua*
*Shua*
*Shua*
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*Shua*
Ben unleashed a barrage of 15 daggers towards the Demon Count, with the intention being not to impale his critical points, but to just scratch him.
Coincidentally, Ben not only scratched the demon count, but also managed to impale two daggers in his arm and shoulder, while also successfully leaving several scratches on his body, causing the Demon Count to suffer some minor injuries.
"@@##@ @@#@@"
The demon count cursed, mobilizing his mana as he unleashed a powerful sword slash, which destroyed a couple rows of buildings with ease, however, Ben was not bothered.
Having fled from the scene, Ben already considered the Demon Count to be a dead man, as the daggers that had injured him were laced with an extremely powerful poison.
By the time the other Demon Counts arrived at the scene and saw the condition that their comrade was in, Ben had already long left the vicinity, leaving behind his victim to die a painful death.
At first, the demon count who was impaled felt nothing out of the blue as he tried to locate his enemy hidden in the shadows.
However after a couple seconds had passed, he felt a burning sensation envelop his body as his vision started to blur and his heart felt strained.
Soon, he clutched his chest and dropped down to his knees, as the last thing he saw while being alive was his fellow demon comrades gathered around him as he died an extremely brutal death.
Purple-Clotted blood oozed out of every orifice of his body.
He bled out of his mouth, ears, eyes and skin pores, as within seconds his internal organs were cooked from the inside, causing multiple organ failure.
It was one of the most cowardly deaths that a mighty Demon Count could suffer, however, their opponent was the legendary assassin Ben Faulkner.
[ The human is mocking us! We must capture and kill him! ]
[ The death of Count Azailiz must be avenged. Or else the humans won't respect us Demons! ]
[ The human fights dirty, we need to be aware– ]
The demons talked amongst one another, before taking up to the skies once again, as they continued with their hunt for Ben Faulkner, now with a renewed vigor.
The Demon King had entrusted one job to them, and if they could not even kill a single opponent, then all the Counts would collectively lose face when they returned to the Demon Council.
Unfortunately, the simple minded demons still did not understand the kind of opponent that they were facing, as while all of them were excellent brawlers and master level fighters on their own, this was not a fair fight that they were fighting.
This was guerrilla warfare where they did not know where their opponent was going to strike from, or what tricks he was going to use, and hence it was a fight that they were not accustomed to.
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( Meanwhile Leo )
Leo was the only one who actually understood how his master worked.
While the demons struggled to find him, Leo easily located his master after noticing a complex trap set-up near a crossroads, as he joined his master in his exploits.
"You're here already boy? Have you ensured your mother's safety?" Ben inquired, as Leo nodded his head and gave him a thumbs up.
"Good…. This is a dangerous fight and I could use your back-up.
For now things are in our favor, however, I'm assuming that soon we will be fighting amongst burning buildings and fire–" Ben said, as Leo chuckled at his words.
"Where there's fire…. There's also smoke master. These bastards won't even know what hit them!" Leo said confidently, as Ben smiled brightly at his disciples words.
Mentality wise, the two of them were completely alike.
At moments like these a weaker man would feel scared and would probably scurry for his/her life, however, Ben and Leo did not.
They lived for moments like these and thrived off the challenge, which was one of the reasons why Ben loved Leo so dearly.
His disciple was fearless like him and Ben admired that quality about him.
Although he was not strong enough to take down these Demon Counts by himself, he was still useful enough to take care of himself in battle and assist Ben where he needed, boosting the old man's confidence in the hunt.
"Alright boy. Stay hidden and wait for my command….. today your master will show you how a True Assassin hunts in the open" Ben said, as he locked eyes on a wyvern that was passing nearby.