Super stealth

“I can see that you speak the truth—which means the stripling is—”
“Correct.”

A low voice made all who stood there shrink in fear. The Count looked
over his shoulder again, and Doris’ eyes darted in the same direction—
toward Larmica. Or rather, toward something looming from the trees to her
back. A figure of unearthly beauty.
“I’m right here.”

A groan that fell short of speech spilled from the Count’s throat.
Never did I imagine this rogue might come back alive …
If Time-Bewitching Incense hadn’t played its pivotal role in the duel,
the Hunter’s survival was far from impossible. But unless he had an aircraft
of some sort, it should’ve taken D another hour by horse to cover the
distance from the site of his duel with Rei-Ginsei.

And yet D was here. He had been one with the darkness, and neither the
Count’s night-piercing gaze nor the three-dimensional radar of the robot
sentries had detected him.

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