Black Cat was grateful, though not nearly enough to dampen his mistrust of the other assassin. With the two targets secured, he was now free to use his claws and tail. Well, one claw would still be needed to lift the bundled developers. Silas was the other assassin’s name. Black Cat recognized him from the coffee shop. Silas would become a target eventually, but today was booked. Black Cat laughed silently in amusement. He’d been an easy mark with his claws preoccupied. Silas should have just killed him and taken both of the developers for himself. It’s what he would have done.
Without warning, the world exploded. No, just the part of it around where the two assassins stood. It appeared that someone had taken notice. The ground shook, and for an instant Eise wondered if there was a basement below the showroom. Black Cat dismissed the thought, as he could not take the developers with him through the floor.
Eise, wake up. It's not real.
Eise's vision darkened as Kuro took over his mind and body completely. It was an unpleasant feeling, not unlike dying. Still, it did have its perks. The two illusory game makers vanished, the simple mental shock of possession being much more effective than weak human will at breaking through magics that targeted the mind.
Black Cat stood tall where he was, claws clenched in fists of rage. The air around the deadly creature hummed with energy as Eise's anger leaked out. The assassin looked up, its flat black face splitting to reveal a mouth that glowed blue, and roared, seeming more beast than human then.
"Kuro, did you see where the illusion's maker went?" Eise asked the dark cat spirit inside of himself. The black cat, Kuro's avatar as Eise imagined it inside his mind, flicked its tail. A stream of images and feelings answered Eise's question. "He's the most dangerous then. We take him out, and then the others." The black cat purred, satisfied with Eise's decision. "We'll need to shuffle to keep from getting caught in another illusion. He's good, and this place is filled with other powerful magi, so the maximum I think would be safe would be 0.3 second intervals." The black cat turned and vanished, as it was Eise's time in control.
Black Cat looked as Silas, still obviously under the illusion's influence. It would be such a pity if he died because of that. The black-armored assassin slipped through the floor and swam after the escaping game maker, like a shark through the layers of solid concrete and steel, its mind flickering between man and cat. Not having to avoid obstacles or dangers, Black Cat caught up to Kariya easily and pulled itself back up through the floor and onto solid ground again in front of the illusion creator.
Black Cat's smooth face cracked open again. "Try that again and I'll gut you before torturing you," the assassin hissed. The concrete beneath his feet cracked as Black Cat launched himself at the game maker with blinding speed, glowing claws leaving a faint afterimage where he had been.