"Come kid, don't chicken out!"
She spelled a magic word that boiled Ji Sung's adrenalin. She questioned Ji Sung's pride. That alone was enough to make his determination grow even more potent. "I'll show you how the real man is doing it."
"Then ho, show me, Brat."
The smoke thickened as time passed. It was throwing a goblin perimeter in chaos. Small goblins ran amok in fear; one trembled and panicked, trampled by others.
"What are you going to do? Come back here! Or I squish you!"
*zhiing* *zhiing* *zhiing*
Every shot hardly landed on target. Medium goblins shoot at his own. Five times he shoots, two hit the mark, before he pulling something out from lasfle and put in another one, the way he reloads his lasfle. Indeed he was more intelligent than those small greenies.
