Seraphina Sterling pulled the trigger on instinct, then quickly rolled to the side.
She saw the silver-haired man simply raise his hand and fire. The two bullets collided in mid-air, creating a brief, dazzling spark that was extinguished in an instant. By then, Seraphina Sterling was already gone, sniper rifle in hand, disappearing from her position to weave swiftly through the forest!
'Who on earth is this silver-haired man? He found me in the pitch-black night with a single glance! How can anyone's senses be that sharp? It's unbelievable!'
'And his marksmanship... Did he even aim? He just casually lifted his hand and shot my bullet out of the air! This man is terrifying! Truly, utterly terrifying!'
This was the first time Seraphina Sterling had felt a danger so close it was nearly suffocating. If she had been any slower just now, his bullet would have hit her for sure.
