It snapped shut as though it had never opened.
The blade did not cut me either. The toothed sword merely swept past, barely brushing me.
Seomun Chan retreated and opened the distance.
“…Huh. What is this?”
Seomun Chan was the most bewildered of all.
As the weapon’s owner, he understood better than anyone just how absurd this was.
True to its name and form, Troublemaker Predator was an extremely violent weapon.
It unleashed such aggressive attacks that even its owner sometimes struggled to handle it.
If anything, it tore into enemies more than necessary. As far as I knew, nothing like this had ever happened.
‘Why won’t it attack me?’
Unable to understand it myself, I stared at the toothed sword.
Muttering, “Well, now,” Seomun Chan swung his sword around several times, then charged again.
Won Tae-beom immediately defended with his gauntlet.
But when Mok Saehwa and Seomun Chan both focused every attack solely on me, he quickly reached his limit.
This time, Mok Saehwa succeeded in hitting me with a bullet.
No, she nearly succeeded.
“Wow, Mr. Goyo!”
Mok Saehwa exclaimed, and I was even more surprised than before.
Just before the bullet…