CH 412: FIGHTING A HUNTER (1)

Boris was a Hunter.

Before being a mafia boss and even before being an assassin by trade. No matter how strong he was now as a Gold rank being that was assessed by the association, being near the top of the hierarchy of the hunter path, he always kept his habits and skills as a Hunter to himself.

What would be the best path to take when you were in a situation where it was simply impossible to correctly assess the skills and power set of the enemies? And the danger they would thus pose to the individual's life…

Standing on even ground, he looked up straight at the man clad in pure darkness— the individual that basically came floating out after he jumped out of the window of the cabin.

His tongue moved as he licked his lips and observed his surroundings in a calm and composed manner.

"Damn. It seems like I have met a tough nut to crack."