Cid - Steel Threads 1

“Below us!” Number 666 abruptly calls out.

They all react to her voice and try to leap away.

However, Number 666 herself is the only one who makes it in time.

“Hwah?!”

“Ah!”

Numbers 664 and 665 trip on something and tumble to the ground.

When they catch themselves and rise back to their feet, they discover something thin and threadlike tangled around their legs.

“Is this…thread?” Number 664 asks.

Number 665 answers, “It seems like steel wire with magic running through it, maybe…”

The two of them cut through the wire with their slime swords, then brace themselves for the follow-up attack.

In their peripheral vision, they can make out Number 666 staring intently at the darkness with her sword at the ready.

They can’t sense any other presences.

However, a man is clearly walking toward them through the night.

His shoes click against the hard ground as he strides forward.

He’s wearing a suit, and his hair is parted to the sides. His face is obscured from view by some sort of inorganic mask.

Notably, he’s empty-handed.

He isn’t holding a single weapon.

When they strain their eyes, though, they can make out the wire that surrounds him flashing in the moonlight.

It’s drifting freely through the air, as if it has a will of its own.

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Volume 3, Chapter 6