We scattered in different directions, each of us reacting swiftly to the sudden attack. How could Shelvy have used Mr. Ichirou's sincerity as a decoy to launch an assault on us? It was a despicable tactic, and my frustration and anger surged within me, intensifying my resolve to make her pay for her treachery.
Bullets zipped through the air, explosions reverberated around us, and the chaos of war enveloped the battlefield. My heart raced with adrenaline as I engaged in combat, my focus shifting between the relentless onslaught and the valiant efforts of my comrades fighting by my side.
Hester moved with a grace that bordered on the supernatural, effortlessly evading the hail of gunfire. She scaled walls and leaped between crumbling structures, defying gravity itself.
