"Ha! You won't stand a chance, Ethan," Christian scoffed, his laughter booming as he advanced towards Joe, his lips curling into a sinister grin, the anticipation evident in his predatory movements.
"Very well, let's see how this unfolds," Ethan said as he adjusted his scales beneath his clothing, hoping they could withstand the impact.
As he hadn't pushed his scales to their limits against gunfire before. He turned to Hannah to retrieve the gun, only to find that she had already fired it into his back.
Due to the scales covering Ethan's back, the bullet failed to penetrate his skin, leaving nothing but a bullet hole in his shirt. This unexpected turn of events left her stunned, as the sound of the bullet hitting something metallic resonated in her ears instead of Ethan's painful cry.
She stood there, perplexed by the revelation of his hidden protection, her mind racing with questions about his true identity and abilities.
