Talent
Anthony's gaze dropped to the blade protruding from his chest, its cold steel slick with his blood.
A crimson trickle slid from the weapon's edge, each drop landing with a haunting finality.
Disbelief etched itself onto his features, his mind racing to grasp the impossible.
'How is this possible?'
Ambushing Anthony should have been an insurmountable task.
His Sense Dome skill rendered his surroundings an open book, detecting even the faintest disturbance.
Coupled with his All Seeing Eyes, capable of perceiving hidden truths and unraveling illusions, it was said only Anthony himself could limit their reach.
His head turned slowly, dread rising with every fraction of motion.
When his gaze landed on the assailant, his eyes widened in sheer astonishment.
The face behind the blade was one he never thought he would see.
Serenelle Flameborn; The Phoenix