All twelve assailants wore camouflaged suits and masks. They looked entirely human. There was no way to identify them individually except by build. Judging by their physiques and choice of weapons, Ethan was certain they were either from supernatural races or specially trained soldiers.
Who sent these people, and how did I offend them without even knowing it? he thought. With one down, the remaining eleven will be cautious... the element of surprise is gone. All I can do now is protect Freya and move closer to the Estate.
Ethan was faster, but his opponents were numerous and well prepared. The closest one lunged with a sword, and Ethan slashed out with his claws to parry the strike. As soon as he deflected the blade, he drove his other claws towards the man's head but the attacker anticipated it and sidestepped with ease.
Ethan's claws cut nothing but air.
