Combat instincts triggered, John's aura erupted outwards as he shot into the sky, not caring at all for the disturbance he created. The illusory people in the area shouted with displeasure at him for creating such a disturbance.
However, as far as he was concerned, this trial was not real, and all he had to do was kill the target. Who cared if he did it the proper way of an assassin. That was not his way.
John shot into the sky and appeared above the building where the assassin had been. He caught a glimpse of the figure slipping behind a distant building, and shot off in that direction.
"Quite fast," John said, and then smirked, "but not fast enough."
