High-pitched noises resounded through the hall as the world in Liam's vision became golden.
Just like the incredibly fast movement technique the rooting expert in the crossroad had shown, the bullets shared that speed, instantly reaching Liam, almost giving him no time to react.
Actually, Liam could only react because he had already seen that incredible speed, so he knew that there was no matching it. His feet released a thunderous noise as he shot toward the nearby altar, crouching behind it to use it as cover.
The barrage of bullets slammed into the white wall, with a few entering the crack of blackness, and Liam studied those impacts to add details to what his perception had started to understand.
Individually, the bullets weren't too dangerous. They didn't exactly pack a punch, either. They were more heat than a physical blow, which was probably part of the reason behind their incredible speed.
