Suddenly, the system in her eyes flashed again, displaying: You are human, but your power has been shared in this DTL world, different timeline.
Raika's mind raced. "What?" she exclaimed, the revelation adding another layer of complexity to the chaos around her. But there was no time to process it as the terrorists regrouped, their leader shouting, "Fire!"
The terrorists quickly picked up their guns, the muzzles blazing yellow as they opened fire again. Bullets ricocheted off the forcefield Raika had conjured, melting upon impact. The air was filled with the acrid smell of burnt metal and the deafening sound of gunfire. Raika's hand was outstretched, maintaining the barrier, while her other arm supported her unconscious mother.
"Father, is mother okay?" Raika called out, her voice trembling with worry.
