Drake suddenly came to a stop in the air, raising up his sniper rifle high and firing three shots.
They whizzed forward with a pace almost akin to teleportation, slicing by Leonel's figure with a close shave that practically exuded endless confidence.
Before Leonel could even arrive before the large Sylvan doing its best to unroot itself, the strikes got there first.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The three bullets drilled into the body of the Sylvan, exploding with the force of bombs and gouging out large pieces of its bark.
A roar of rage and pain filled the skies. Many birds that had perched in the Sylvan's canopy fluttered, shooting into the skies. However, while many of them seemed to be meaningless, Leonel's gaze flashed.
