An Ning issued the command: "Begin!"
Ten small combat robots materialized out of thin air. With their compact frames, advanced weaponry, and silent shots, they instantly eliminated numerous enemies.
Inside the room, An Ning immediately spun around.
With a THUD, someone in the corner collapsed.
The moment An Ning stepped out of the room, the men leering outside looked on in disbelief. 'What's happening?' But when they saw the corpse inside, they all scrambled for their weapons.
The sound of gunfire was incessant. 'But what in the world is going on?'
Why were the bullets stopping in mid-air right before they hit her? Why were they ricocheting off her body?
"You're a demon! You're a demon!"
"Oh my God, help!"
An Ning's face was masked, and a voice modulator gave her a cold, judgmental tone.
"I'm hardly a demon compared to you."
What followed was a completely one-sided victory.
