Igor watched it all quietly.
Right now he couldn't help at all.
The reason he was this relaxed wasn't that the enemy was so overwhelmingly strong that he couldn't intervene, but that his companions were simply too capable, not leaving him any chance to strike.
These ambushers were all people adept at hiding their movements. Whether they were using some kind of Stealth Ability or some other method, in any case they had concealed their bodies very well.
But this kind of situation didn't stump Amoon and Douglas. The two of them seemed to have a kind of innate tacit understanding—one exchanged glance and they were already moving.
Douglas was a Hunter; he also concealed his own figure. He was going to drag all of these people out from within the unseen, to see who they really were!
