'Are they being meticulous, or do they just see me as that important?'
The thought was fleeting. He blinked away again, heading for the female Holy Professional dressed as a Priest at the ship's bow.
Simultaneously, the illusory double he'd left behind cast a Charm Spell on the surrounding Holy Professionals. "Mens, Di."
The Holy Professionals knew exactly what kind of ability Wei'en's spell possessed. "Shatter them!"
Before the charmed Holy Professionals could attack their allies, Huberto reacted swiftly, knocking them unconscious one by one. When his gaze fell upon Wei'en, a flicker of pity crossed his cold eyes.
'Pavla is not so easy to kill!'
Wei'en blinked in front of the Priest, pressed the muzzle of his sniper rifle to her head, and pulled the trigger.
BANG!
The bullet flew out, piercing the Priest's head, but the expected death never came. It passed straight through the other side of her skull as if it hadn't hit a target at all.
Huh?
