Actually, it's not a surprise that it's not human, and it's not just humans in this world. Not to mention animals and plants, it is not only elves, dwarves, witches and witches who have a similar body structure to humans, not to mention the various races derived from humans with other races of blood or aliens such as vampires that have been changed by magic. It's just that what Atta sees still makes her feel uncomfortable. Because the thing she recognized, it was a doll, a doll that was too realistic. From a distance, it is not counted as a prop for acting, and few people are willing to get close to this kind of puppet at night, and the things that look like people are the most frightening.

The female swordsman had her back against the wall, her blade unsheathed. The doll does not appear in the mage's narrative at all, suggesting that its appearance was not expected by Cheese. And seeing the puppet also means that there is another problem, the puppet itself will not move, nor will it patrol silently around the hut, and there must be a manipulator behind it. It's just that it is not known if the manipulator is in the house now, or how he manipulated the puppet, or if he can get immediate feedback from it to know of Atta's existence. Thinking of this, Atta quickly took a look at his surroundings and made a decision.

The reason why the puppet does not make a sound when it moves is because the bottom of the feet that support its movement is not the soles of human feet, but the four sharp claws that open like bird claws, and these four sharp claws step on the soft soil, not only do they not make a sound, but even the footprints are only very difficult to identify small holes, and the soil that collapses after the claws are pulled out will completely cover them, and it is impossible to identify this special kind of footprint unless you know the structure of its steps in advance. It can be seen that this thing was not made by accident, and some person or organization must have modified the puppet to perform certain tasks.

The puppet's form reappeared in the corner of the hut, its dull brass head scanning the environment, the mechanism on its raised arm opening into a crossbow. At this distance, the bolts are powerful enough to pierce metal armor. The premise is that there is an armor for it to shoot. And in front of the dolls, the place where there should have been a human female is empty at this time. Where did she go?

Holding the crossbow machine, the puppet moved along the wall after a brief period of doubt, it had no illusion, and the situation just now was not fake. Besides, the footprints on the ground also indicate that there were indeed people here a moment ago. Hiding in the grass? The puppet's crossbow machine crossed the maze in the direction of the maze, and there was no grass or other shelter for one to hide in, except for the bush walls. She hid back in the maze? This is a reasonable assumption, but the complex terrain of the maze is not suitable for crossbow shooting. With a slight shake of the puppet's other arm, a short blade ejected from its palm, and the faint color of the short blade indicated that it could not only inflict stab wounds.

One step, two steps, the puppet cautiously approached the maze, it had a knife in one hand and a crossbow in the other, and that posture was no less than that of a professional soldier. The shadow of the hut no longer shrouded it, and the puppet was some distance from the wall.

"Click!" groaned the planks of the roof, it was a very dilapidated house, and it was not surprising when the roof had collapsed. But at this moment, it is a coincidence that it makes a noise, and the possibility is too low. So the truth is, it was the sound of Atta stepping under his feet as he jumped from the roof. The swordswoman didn't disappear in place, she just climbed onto the roof. This worked better than she expected, not only did the other party not notice her, but also mistakenly walked away from the wall and walked out into the open by herself. There was no reason for her to miss this opportunity and launched a surprise attack from above.

Although the rotting roof revealed Atta's intentions, at this time she was on top and the puppet was below, one sneaking up from behind and the other facing forward, and even if the puppet reacted, it was too late. But the swordswoman made a mistake, she thought of her goal as a creature like herself, not realizing that human common sense did not apply to dolls. So when the man was in the air, Atta witnessed how the lower half of the puppet's body remained still, and the upper half of the puppet was divided by a gap in the waist, and it quickly rotated one hundred and eighty degrees, turning the opponent's side from the back to the front at once.

The swordswoman couldn't think much of it, and she immediately pressed Fraklag across her chest, and almost at the same time, a crisp sound erupted in her chest and wrist with sparks and great force. It was the puppet's crossbow arrow that hit the magic sword that was blocking. The force of the impact even changed Atta's flight trajectory, pushing her backwards and crashing into the wooden wall. The impact in front of her had not yet dissipated, and the wall behind her gave Atta a solid blow, and the female swordsman only felt that her stomach instantly set off waves, and her chest felt like a wild beast roaring madly. However, she didn't have a chance to savor the pain, because the puppet had already been killed.

"Ding!" the claw-like iron spikes were held up, and against the support of the wall behind him, Atta pushed hard, trying to push the puppet closer to the front. The effect of this push was better than she expected, because the doll was so light and terrible, and if it was too heavy, it wouldn't be able to stand on the ground with eight spikes anyway. The pushed puppet once again twisted its joints in a motion that humans couldn't do, and stuck one leg to the ground before falling. It showed no signs of frustration or pause, and the hand that stretched out the short blade raised its hand and slashed at the female swordsman.

The situation suddenly fell into passivity, with a wall behind Atta and extremely limited room to maneuver, while her opponents were constantly on the offensive, using their hands and feet to attack from all directions. The biggest problem with fighting a puppet is its unpredictability, and in the face of joints that can rotate flexibly, the experience of fighting humans has become a burden, and every attack has to be dealt with a concentrated spirit, and there is no time to plan a counterattack.

This was not an option, not to mention the physical strength expended in the stalemate, and now they must have alarmed the people in the room, and if the puppeteer's manipulator was here, the consequences would be unimaginable. After all, the puppet is a dead thing, and the ability of the puzzler is probably not able to work on this thing, so he can only find a chance to defeat it head-on. Wait, dead things, dead things don't move out of thin air, do they?

Atta had also seen puppet shows on the street during his travels, and the puppets were ultimately controlled by the strings in the performers' hands, regardless of how they were made. Although the puppet in front of you is not necessarily moving in this way, it must still have something to rely on, as long as you find this dependence and cut it off, the puppet without the operation line is naturally not threatening. Thinking of this, the female swordsman finally found some hope to get out of the current predicament, and the next step is how to seize hope and turn it into victory. Come on, tell me, where is your line?