[Please read the endnote at the bottom of the chapter.]
Byul surged the mana in her system and heard the shout from Wrik.
"Take covers, immediately."
She ran immediately to a side, taking cover against the snipers in behind them. A few bullets came, though most were in the direction of Wrik. One hit her badly on the back. A throbbing pain assaulted her body and mind and she gritted her teeth. She had to move inside a building to hide. Apparently, there were few people here, but they were frightened like a kitten hiding even in further corner
Wrik did not hide like that and she was relieved to know he was not injured by much after the first unexpected shot. His eyes were glowing with a cold white light, gazing all over.
A dozen men had encircled them, and were now advancing towards them with various types of weapons. All of them were masked, and there was not much dress code among them, and wore whatever they had.
