Chapter 94: Dead man walking (4)
A soft, melodic voice. El’s hand rested on my shoulder.
Although the others didn’t seem to notice, I knew. We were connected, as if in that black void.
“Over there, the short guy on the right. Next, the moustache. He has a knife in his pocket.”
“The one that looks like a pancake has a gun on his thigh. I noticed it from his strange gait.”
El laughed. The bell-like sound of their laughter started to ease my tension.
“Jane, you’re quite observant.”
Following El’s advice, I struck the short guy on the right first. This cane, you see, had a core of thick steel, as strong as a poker.
“He’ll retaliate. Guard your left cheek and your abdomen.”
This was incredibly convenient, like having a combat assistance system. I couldn’t observe all the attacks by myself, but with someone guiding me, I could avoid getting hit. Without El, I probably would have taken a few hits. Though I was prepared to get hurt, everyone values their body.