Eldritch Horror Theatre

He hadn't just refused to flee—he had actively revealed himself to launch an attack!

The suddenly appearing figure was easy enough to recognize. Who else could it be but Grimshaw?

Whether it was his miraculous stealth or the frost Spikes radiating a piercing cold, it was all deeply shocking.

Of course, even more astonishing was the sheer lunacy of his actions.

Having the ability to escape was one thing, but directly attacking members of the Night Watchers before the situation was even clear?

Even if he succeeded, how was this any different from suicide?

Though he couldn't comprehend Fu Qian's behavior, it didn't slow Raylan down in the slightest as he swung his blades and used Blink.

Silently rushing right next to where Fu Qian had appeared, he struck out with both blades, tearing apart the spot where Fu Qian stood along with a massive swathe of the surrounding area.

As for the ambushed Winona, Raylan showed zero intention of rushing to her rescue after shouting a single warning, displaying immense confidence in his colleague.

Although she used Insight a split second later than Raylan, she still moved with swift precision at his warning.

The incoming Ice Spear also struck from slightly further away, giving her time to react.

Leaping horizontally at an exaggerated speed, she even had the spare energy to draw her gun and fire back the round she had just loaded.

Though the moment she fired, she knew the bullet wouldn't connect—just like Raylan's attack.

The attacker had already faded into an afterimage, reappearing from a completely different angle.

Almost simultaneously, an incomprehensible force emerged. To her horror, Winona found her body hurtling forward uncontrollably.

She plunged straight toward the attacker, and the Ice Spear she had originally dodged.

Bang!

As if smashed by a Heavy Hammer, she took the hit dead-on amidst the billowing ice mist.

Carrying a layer of frost, her momentum sent her straight toward the spot where the attacker had reappeared.

Even though he was already gone.

...

"Are you alright?"

With the benefit of prior experience, Raylan didn't launch another wide-area attack to try and flush their target out.

Retreating to Winona's side in an instant, he raised his blades and scanned their surroundings, vigilantly acting as her guard.

This sudden shift was truly beyond expectations.

Winona obviously wasn't stupid enough to deliberately throw herself into an attack. The enemy's methods were simply too bizarre.

"I'm fine."

Regaining her footing after a stumble, Winona quickly replied.

It wasn't just empty comfort. Along the side of her body where the attack had struck, her clothes had been blown to pieces.

Her exposed skin was shrouded in biting frost.

Yet at a glance, there was no obvious injury.

At the same time, beneath the shredded edges of her black leather coat, bubbles of varying sizes constantly swelled and popped, looking like boiling asphalt.

It seemed this peculiar power had just taken effect, providing a protective barrier.

"Is he gone?"

After a moment passed with no new attacks against the two highly alert Night Watchers, Winona couldn't help but turn to her colleague.

"I'm not sure. But we need to leave. Can you move alright?"

Raylan shook his head slightly.

"That guy's methods are incomprehensible. There's no point in us staying here."

...

Though reluctant, Winona was still shaken and couldn't find a reason to argue for the moment.

Raylan's meaning was clear. The opponent's stealth methods were completely beyond understanding. In that brief exchange, the two of them had employed more than one tactical approach, but the result was them being unilaterally toyed with.

Even if the man hadn't left, the two of them continuing to stay here would serve no purpose other than acting as living targets.

"So just who is this guy?"

Despite having come to that realization, simply walking away like this was utterly suffocating.

Staring at the devastated room, Winona finally ground her teeth in frustration.

"Someone dangerous."

Shaking his head slightly, Raylan's tone remained perfectly calm.

"He has absolutely no qualms about attacking Night Watchers, and he clearly has the ability to cause harm."

"As for his motive, he's either a complete lunatic, or whatever he's doing right now is incredibly important."

"Rick—"

Naturally refusing to believe the man was just a simple lunatic, Winona snapped her head up the next moment, realizing something.

"Exactly. No matter what, Rick must be extremely important to him. We had better call in more manpower and find Rick before he does."

Raylan agreed with her idea.

"And that might just effectively help us track down this Master Grimshaw."

As he said that last part, he openly swept his gaze around the room, as if he didn't mind being heard at all.

...

They might be a bit lazy, but the Night Watchers were still reliable after all.

Fu Qian, naturally, hadn't left.

He hadn't even moved his position. Currently looking down on them in his Blood Crusade State, he had naturally heard every word of their conversation.

The reason Raylan was so unrestrained, even saying his plan out loud, was simple: it was just a matter of prioritizing rescue over capture.

Even if he was overheard, openly stating that Mr. Rick could be used as bait achieved its effect. If the unlucky man really was found by him first, then no matter what he had originally planned to do, he would have to consider the risk of it being a trap.

The probability of catching him had decreased, but the probability of saving Rick had undoubtedly increased.

"Let's go."

Although she was slightly lacking in steady composure by comparison, Winona's comprehension was still fully up to standard.

Quickly understanding Raylan's meaning, she didn't dwell on it any further and directly signaled to follow his plan.

"So, how much credibility do you think there is in what that guy just said?"

It wasn't until they had backed out the door in a guarded posture that she hesitated briefly and finally voiced the doubt in her heart.

"About whether Weasley is an ordinary person or not? I am inclined to believe his claim."

Raylan's response was far from optimistic.

"Mainly because I can't think of any reason why an ordinary person would require him to go to such great lengths."

"Even if he isn't a transcendent himself, there are definitely transcendent-related factors involved."

"But I saw him just the day before yesterday, and I didn't notice a thing."

Winona sighed, clearly leaning toward the same conclusion.

...

So this was the place.

Sizing up the sprawling estate in front of him, Fu Qian expressed understanding of why Mr. Rick could retire early and enjoy life.

The motivation to earn a living likely hadn't been very strong in this man's medical career.

After Raylan and Winona left, he naturally did not continue tracking the two Night Watchers, but instead hurried straight to the Wesley family's residence.

The address was naturally the result of rummaging through Claire's personal belongings; otherwise, he would have simply asked her about it when she entered the dream.

As for how to track the Night Watchers' movements?

Winona still had a Thread of Attachment hanging on her.

Provoked again and again earlier, this proud Tier 4 Transcendent would definitely throw her all into the subsequent operations. There was no need to worry about missing anything.

Sensing the intense activity on the other end of the Thread of Attachment, Fu Qian expressed deep satisfaction and activated Blood Crusade once more.

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