“I don’t like that name,” Gerry replied coldly.The hem of his black robe fluttered as he took half a step backward. Before him, the silver-masked figure snorted disdainfully before lunging forward at a speed almost impossible for ordinary human eyes to catch. A pair of bright blue energy daggers were drawn in both hands, aiming at Gerry’s throat with deadly precision.“Just die here!” the silver mask shouted, his voice filled with hatred.“Vesper, analyze his attack trajectory!” Gerry ordered inwardly.Warning: Enemy speed exceeds normal human limits. Attack angle detected at thirty degrees from the right, Vesper immediately replied.Gerry tilted his body to the left just as the dagger’s tip swept through the air, passing only a few millimeters from the skin of his neck. The sharp wind generated by the attack managed to graze the collar of his robe. Without wasting a second, Gerry swung his right leg in a low sweep to knock his opponent down, but the mysterious figure lightly leaped