Bright fired a large shot towards Hardin. The crimson bullet curved as opposed to going into a straight line, as Hardin lowered his neck and slightly bent his body, allowing the bullet to curve away.
Hardin's eyes caught the bullet reeking of crimson, as he saw a drop or two fall from the bullet. He side stepped to the far left, avoiding the crimson as it splattered onto the ground. His eyes widened in horror at the sight of crimson liquid slowly hissing and melting a portion of the roof, creating a small abnormally shaped hole.
He shot a glare toward Bright.
"Enough of your silly crimson tricks!" Hardin shouted as he placed himself in a rough fighting position, his knuckles up and read, clenching hard all while the demonic energy from Showdown continued to power him up. "Fight like a man!"
