Decoys (1)
The weather was nice and foggy as usual. A great day for activities such as frisbee, football, and perhaps a sacrificial ritual?
It should be cloudless up there. Good brightness. Good visibility. The two void leaders felt as good as the weather itself.
In sight, there's a bright and comfortable future. After today, nothing will be in their way anymore.
About 30 miles away from the sanctuary, the two stood by the entrance of a subway station.
Both S-ranks had a purplish-black tattoo covering their head.
The bigger fella only had a single shoulder plate strapped on, revealing his muscular upper body. Standing tall and proud, holding a glaive in one hand, this guy looked like a strong warrior.
(Glaive: single-bladed pole-arm)
The smaller fella was only as tall as the void warrior's belly button. Wearing a black cloak, swirling a dagger at his fingertips, this guy looked like an assassin.