The black system screen suddenly appeared in front of Kyle, announcing his kill.
[You have slain a Human.]
[Unused Stat Points: +4 | Shop Points: +40]
Kyle didn't read the notification. One of his split minds had already logged it and dumped the points into his stats.
At the same time, the archer froze when she saw the warrior's death, her bow hanging in her hands from the shock.
Kyle didn't pause. He planted his foot, bent his knee, and took the stance of a spear thrower. His muscles screamed at the motion, but his command held. No pain.
Then he hurled his sword at the archer.
The black blade spun through the air. The elf stumbled backward, raising her bow to block—
Kyle didn't wait to see if it hit.
He turned his head and ran toward the mansion. His main goal in throwing the sword was to buy him some time to reach the assassin.
But even before he took his second step, he stopped in place, frozen. His heart stopped beating for a moment.
