“Haures…” Gi-Gyu looked at his left shoulder and mumbled. New information popped into his head from Lou’s data regarding this name.

Lou simultaneously provided further explanation.

-He held an inconsequential Seat of Power, but he’s still incredibly skilled. You can’t underestimate him.

Gi-Gyu looked at the open wound on his shoulder. It was a terrible injury, but that shouldn’t have caused so much pain. What was the reason?

-Poison.

Gi-Gyu became quiet as calmness entered his eyes.

-All of his abilities are related to hunting. Be careful. This space is built to his advantage. You may be powerful, but…

Gi-Gyu began moving again.

Whack!

Milliseconds later, something gouged the ground near him again.

-You can still die.

Then, Lou became quiet as if he had no intention of helping Gi-Gyu. But this didn’t bother Gi-Gyu.

“Perfect.” This was exactly what Gi-Gyu wanted.

***

Whack, whack, whack, whack!

Gi-Gyu was just one step ahead of the loud blasts following him.

‘It’s Haures’ spear.’ 

Haures’ special skill lets him escape the detection of people with strong senses like Gi-Gyu.

“Foresight is useless in this case,” Gi-Gyu grumbled. Foresight, usually, let him predict his enemy’s moves; in this case, it wasn’t working because of Haures’ special ability.

‘My senses are completely useless against him. It’s...