When I descended into the heart of Black Blood and saw all those strange things, a scenario like this had already played out in my mind. The scenario where they realized that Franz Martin Inferesse was actually me, Aiden Tenebra, and lured me into a trap.
But I didn't care much. I didn't focus on calling everything off and running away. Because… there was no need. Everything was going according to my plan, and their realization of my identity early didn't change anything.
I quickly raised my sword in an arc. As the dagger in front of my eyes flew backward, I pointed my empty hand forward and unleashed the blue flames.
The massive, empty room suddenly filled with the glow of blue flames; the man's figure was engulfed by them and disappeared.
The most logical option would have been to step back and create some distance between us after this. My opponent was a dagger user; I needed to use my sword's extended range to my advantage, but…
