Nagase Komi walked into the middle of the street. Miraculously, the incoming bullets simply flew past her figure, missing her.
She stood there in the middle of the street, facing the descending rays of the sun.
The brightness of the sun was somewhat too dazzling and the bald girl squinted both her eyes and raised her left hand to cover them. She took a deep breath; looking at her, it would appear as though she was lost in thought as she listened to the sounds of the incoming bullets.
“This feeling… it’s really not bad at all…”
At the moment, Rodriguez and Carmen had been suppressed by the Feral Tiger Guild’s firepower to the point of being unable to even peek out. The Feral Tiger Guild’s dune buggies advanced forward like tanks while sending out a hail of bullets at Rodriguez and Carmen’s hiding spots. The situation had become a one-sided dominance.
