While leaping back, his hand accidentally brushed by one of the red spores–
"--!"
It expanded instantaneously into a fleshy substance, bearing spikes that extended in every direction.
But, from the perspective of the Swine King, when the fleshy spikes should've skewered the young man many times over, the black-uniformed assassin simply vanished from his sight.
"...Human…gone?" The Swine King grumbled.
Suddenly, he reappeared directly in front of the Swine King, landing on his upheld seat that was carried by the swine retainers.
"Regh-?!" The Swine King looked down in surprise.
[Misdirection]
The newly acquired assassin-class ability required no spirit, but certain conditions had to be met: the attention of his enemy had to be fully on him, and he had to find the split-second moment in which their focus was diverted onto a moment of sure victory.