The Whip of Hell

[Anyone who stands on our way is a an enemy. And we take care of all the thorns on our path. Let's unleash hell on them...]

As the count reached one, I heard the distant sound of 'fire', I watched closely as hundreds of snipers fired at me. There bullets left trails on the air as they threatened to obliterate my body into nothing.

With all of this happening, I stood rooted on the spot as if nothing was going to happen.

'If I was alone, I wouldn't dare to sit still. I'm not alone anymore. I'm lenient enough to give them a chance...'

I a breath, I felt a pang on my body as if I was hit by a truck. Although most of the force had been reduced by a large amount, some of it still happened to land on me. I immediately felt a sweet taste on my mouth as the armor on my face instinctively disappeared before I spat out a mouthful of blood.

I held my knees as I took deep breaths of air. At the same time, I was cursing the soul weapon for it's carelessness.