Should I call myself lucky or unlucky... He knew that if he just held out, he would surely win, but Corvo wanted to see it through to the end.
Corvo spat on the ground as he moved his right arm. At that moment, excruciating pain washed over him. But it was a lot better than before. As things stood, it seemed he would have to use his left hand to deal with the two of them.
He drew his long knife and focused, and the murderer's piercing gaze swept the area. By now, both of them would be hearing a very loud heartbeat.
"Where are those rats hiding..."
Corvo walked slowly while trying to work out the intruder's unique ability. The penetrating power of the first arrow still made sense to him, but the force of that spear did not.
He had not seen any spear on the man before it came flying at him. So how had he done it?
Had he perhaps hidden his weapon in a subspace or something?
If that was the case, there was a good chance the man was not the last tester.
