Into a Corner

Bullets followed Lee Seng around with a wave of Connie's fingers. They followed him around the room as he tried to dodge them. The bullets grazed and hit him, making it much harder to traverse the chaotic room. Lee Seng's wounds failed to heal all that much. He clutched his arm as he kept his sword raised.

'I won't last much longer if these wounds don't heal.' Lee Seng thought. The bullets flew around Connie as she reloaded the rifle. 'I'm going to have to use the Gate to heal myself… During that time, I can't shut it off after I open the gate. I'm not necessarily skilled in this matter, so I'll have to be careful.' 

"Already worn out, Creator's son?" Connie asked. She grinned at him as she held the rifle in her hands. "It's such a shame. The Deimons say to fear Perfect Singulars, but I'm not sure I see anything Perfect about you. You're just flesh and bones with a lotta holes in you. What's Perfect about that?"