The two stared at each other on the roof. Damian did not know what she was capable of, neither did she. It was a battle of unknown trump cards, and Damian hoped he would be the one coming on top.
She wore a similar uniform to that assassin Damian faced inside the Duke's bedroom, but instead of walking around with a small dagger, she had a long spear with some runic scribes on its blade.
"It is enchanted!" Damian thought when he noticed the blue carvings on the spear's blade.
An enchanted weapon was no joke, and it made the fight way harder than he expected. Damian had a mask covering his face, but beneath it, he had a serious expression.
He moved his hand, creating multiple swords that were hovering around his body, like a sword formation. All of which he controlled using his mind.
"Impressive!? This ability of yours is quite rare. Want to see mine?" she said with a smirk.
Damian did not know what she was capable of, but as he stared, she turned into two, three, four…. She made many clones, looking exactly like her, and wielding the same enchanted spear.
"What?"
It was hard to tell if it were clones, or like a type of illusion, similar to the ones The Trickster could do. But even though Damian wanted to know the answer, she gave him no time to think about running straight to him.
She ran while doing agile moves from side to side. All the clones did that, so Damian did not even know who the real one was anymore!
Many spears came from all directions, but if it was an illusion, only one spear would cause damage, yet Damian did not know which one it was! He used his floating swords to block as many spears as he could, and when his swords touched some spears, nothing happened!
The spear passed through them like a ghost, and when it hit his body, nothing happened either. With that, Damian was sure it was an illusion.
But one of the 'clones' who pierced the spear into his body stopped. Damian felt nothing with the spear passing through him — it was an illusory spear — but then she activated something, changing places with the clone!
In one moment Damian was fine, and in the other a spear pierced his abdomen, and a lot of blood spurted from the wound! The only good part was that it did not hit any fatal organs, but it was still a dangerous wound.
"Fuck!" Damian yelled, throwing all of his swords toward his enemy, who pulled the spear back and retreated.
"Hahahaha, did you like it? I don't think you can do much with that wound, only if you find my actual body quickly, but I don't see that happening," she said, mocking Damian.
She was not wrong. The situation was not good for Damian, who had a severe injury on his abdomen, and if he did not deal with her fast, then death was not impossible in that scenario for him.
"She can change places with any clone to do a surprise attack, but there's a recharge time or else she would not have run after using it once. But I still need to find the actual body…"
Damian created a bandage using his Slime Ring, wrapping it around his torso to stop the bleeding. His mind was working at full speed, trying to discover a way to find her real body.
"Right!? I can try this!"
He smiled, and the Duke's daughter could not understand why he did that.
"Are you insane? You are badly hurt, and this improvised bandage of yours will not last," she said.
The idea of Damian leaving that fight as the victorious never occurred to her, who saw him as someone in a terrible state. She made the same movement again, moving from side to side, ensuring Damian would not find her real body.
It was the same situation with the spears passing through his sword, going straight to his body, but Damian was prepared! He channeled his mental abilities, trying to control the mind of all the clones coming at him! When he tried that to a clone, nothing happened, but if he did it to the real body, even if did not work, Damian would still know it was not a clone!
That was his plan, and it worked! When he used his mind control on her, she stopped for a second, placing both hands on her head because of the headache.
"Ahhh," she moaned in pain.
She did not think a minor pain like that one would make her lose the fight, but that split second was more than enough for Damian to send all of his swords toward her, and despite some missing, two pierced her body, one in each leg.
"What do you think about it? Still talking like the fight was over?" Damian said, moving toward her.
After the damage, all the clones were gone, and only the real body remained there, motionless, unable to move with two swords attached to her legs.
"Even if you kill me, or kill my father, it will not stop us from getting what we want!"
"Us? Who is us?" Damian said.
The way she talked made in seem there was a big organization behind her and the Duke's actions.
"I will never tell you, even if I have to die!" she said, grabbing her spear, piercing it through her heart.
"What?"
It was a gross scene with a lot of blood, and seeing someone die like that was disturbing. Damian did not think she would do something like that!
"The secrets she had were worth more than her life. What could it be?" Damian thought.
He wanted to know more about it. He needed to know more about it, but the next step of his plan was to find the Duke, and after cleaning the path, with no enemies to stop him, Damian left the castle's roof, looking for the Duke.
Of course, he grabbed her enchanted spear and all the valuable belongings she had.
"I am not a stupid, and no thief. This is war spoils!" Damian thought, convincing himself that was the right thing to do.
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