"Screech!"
The sharp fish spear tore through the air, piercing towards the enemy right in front with a whoosh.
Carrying the force of the wind, the tip of the spear entered the adventurer's flesh, yet it did not have the imagined resistance from flesh and bone.
Light and ethereal.
With just a slight exertion, the adventurer's body, seemingly pierced through by the fish spear, dispersed like a virtual image stirred in water, fading away in waves of invisible ripples.
Seeing such a scene, the expression on the elite fishman guard's face froze.
Before he had time to react, a deadly sensation from behind struck him.
The shadow cast on the sand beneath his feet wriggled violently, dark energy clinging to and entwining his calves like tendrils, controlling his body.
Two short daggers emerged from the blind spot at the rear side, held upright in the left hand, inverted grip in the right, brushing lightly against the fishman's neck like a bee sting.
