"Why are you trying to take Hazel with you?'' His warm smile and soft features turned colder and darker and the fangs peeked out of his mouth when he stared coldly at the knight who suddenly turned into a woman with silver hair.
"I was not expecting you to recognize me that soon. The girl needed help." Her expressions were calm but beneath those clear eyes the mana was swirling and her soft lips were already murmuring a protection spell so that he could not attack her leisurely.
He had already taken his gun out and was sneering at her.
"I thought all the first generation witches were killed. I am glad that you came by yourself to clear my misunderstanding and correct my mistake." without wasting another second, he shot all the bullets on her.
These bullets were filled with mana and gunpowder to make it work on the witches faster but not a single bullet touched her.
All the bullets stopped an inch away from her body and then fell on the ground.
