"These little cuties will be our test today," Lex said with a wide smile. They have a particular skill that makes them the bane of average gunmen." Lex said as a pistol appeared in her hand, but it was nothing like the one Nikolai used.
Even though she called them birdies, the creatures looked more like butterflies than birds. Each had a pair of metallic wings that flapped unceasingly.
Bang!
The gunshot echoed through the field as the bullet traveled to one of the small metallic butterflies. As the shot got close, the butterfly seemed to sense it and darted away, making it miss by a hairbreadth.
"They sense air change around them and dodge accordingly. Wind Butterflies." Nikolai nodded in amazement, but Lex scowled at him.
"Don't give them weird names!" She said before holstering her gun. "We get five minutes. Whoever manages to strike more butterflies will be the winner." Lex said with a thin smile.
