Chapter 69: War (4)

Then another.

From all sides.

Bullets tore through the air toward me, a storm of death converging at once.

But I moved before they could reach me.

My body twisted and shifted, my feet gliding across the uneven ground with unnatural ease.

Each bullet came close, too close, but none found their mark.

I wove through them like a ghost, every step a perfect calculation.

More.

Faster.

A goblin hidden in the wreckage fired again, a high-speed round aimed straight for my chest.

I barely tilted my body to the side, feeling the wind of its passage as it missed by mere inches.

Another from behind, I leaned forward, letting it sail past the back of my head.

The battlefield became a dance, my movements seamless, almost effortless.

Then, something different.

I heard it before I saw it.

The hum of something heavier, denser.

The glint of metal spiraling toward me.