Chapter 169 What Are You?
Crisga Jamon's Island: Base Camp: Ver Vs Zel
Zel Dapra:
In close combat again with this blue and red-haired gunman as I swing my blade at him thrice with blinding speed, actually baffled at what I'm seeing, even though I slashed him deep the first time with a critical blow to his shoulder. I think to myself, why do I feel that his movements are getting swifter as the battle progresses. That couldn't be, my slashes haven't lost any steam in them.
Stuck in my own head as I keep on the pressure, but then, speaking out of the blue with his voice not panicked or concerned, the blue and red-haired gunman says with a mocking smirk on his face, hey your kinda quiet there! I bet you were probably thinking before I cut you back to the present, hold the phone is his agility getting more fly and saucier as we keep fighting! Stunned at the mere words he just spoke from his mouth, even though not typically word for word exactly, but still spot on, I say nothing.
Seeing that my eyes gave away my inner dealings, picking up on that as he keeps dodging away at every Slash of mine with ease even more, having something else to blab about, the blue and annoying red-haired gunman says, by your halting silence and how your pupils dilated when I spoke before. I was right, that's exactly what you were thinking, but news flash for you though, since you got a good hit on me. Let me return one of my own because, hey you know I'm not ashamed to admit it I'm petty!
Whipping out his gun before I could even see him grab it, caught off guard at his Sudden reflex of speed, all I hear in what seems like mere seconds is two-gun shots, unable to pull back to try to get distance away from him, I get hit point blank by the hot pieces of lead. The first hitting my right shoulder and then the second hitting my other one, with both of those rupturing both my arms my sword obviously stops moving as blood trickles down my burning and stinging arms, sweating uncontrollably now, but my face not showing any anguish. So, I don't give him that satisfaction, I say with pugnaciousness slightly in my tone, what are you?
Smiling at me like he thinks he has me, quickly eager to respond to my words, the blue and red-haired gunman before me states, hmm good question! I'm still trying to figure that out myself! But in short to give you at least something to go off of, I'm just built different, I guess!
End of Chapter 169