As I suspected, this man was one of Titania's royal guards. It seemed they had a strict law regarding anyone who dared to touch Titania inappropriately—a law that meant signing your own death warrant. Whether this law applied to everyone or just them, I wasn't sure.
As we stood locked in a tense standoff, bullets came hurtling towards me. I managed to block them with ease, but the man wasted no time in launching another assault. Despite my efforts to defend myself, the relentless barrage of attacks from all sides was beginning to overwhelm me. I needed to rethink my strategy.
The man in front of me was relentless, his skill and power evident with each strike. And it wasn't just him—everyone around me seemed to possess formidable abilities. It felt like I was the target of an assassination plot, with enemies closing in from all directions.
