"You'll have to be faster than that!" Jiro called out, his voice carrying over the sounds of their battle.
Noa felt a surge of frustration but quickly pushed it down. 'Stay calm... focus.' She knew she couldn't match his speed, but she didn't need to.
She just needed one good shot. She activated the charge function on Ol' Betsy, feeling the weapon vibrate as it began to build up energy for a more powerful blast.
Jiro noticed the glow intensifying around her gun and narrowed his eyes. "Charging up for something big, huh? Alright, let's see what you've got."
He disappeared again, zigzagging toward her, his movements erratic and unpredictable.
Noa tracked him as best as she could, her finger hovering over the trigger. 'Just a few more seconds...'
Suddenly, Jiro was right in front of her, his speed astonishing. Noa had no time to react as he swung a kick aimed at her midsection.
