These guys were real gangsters. They wouldn't hesitate to kill someone, much less when ordered directly by their leader to do so.
On top of that, Ares boasted great martial prowess alongside dabbling in advanced technology. The invisibility suits that had hidden their figures earlier were one such thing.
Though, with my perception—and Ram and Gwen by my side—such things were useless.
Guns?
I thought of them as basically a really long stick.
As long as you weren't in the stick's path when the trigger was pulled, you'd be fine. Even placing an obstacle in the way, like the crowbar, worked wonders in blocking them.
Though, of course, bullets don't travel in a perfectly straight line from the barrel—they swerve randomly. But the better the shooter, the less randomness there is to their shots, and the easier they are to predict.
Call it the inverse law of shooting skill. The better you are, the harder it is to hit me.
"What, not coming?"
