Ken was confused. He could feel that no mana was being utilized in any of Gabriel's attacks, so why did it feel as if he was using some type of movement skill that left afterimages in his wake?
"Fucking monster!" was the only thing that came out of his mouth.
After witnessing this, Ken realized he needed to take out Gabriel here and now. If not, once Gabriel grew stronger and retaliated, there would no longer be a Crimson Star guild!
"Don't stop firing!" he roared, his arm recoiling from the relentless shooting as a storm of bullets rained down across the battlefield, even striking a few adventurers.
No matter how high-level Gunslingers were, they lacked considerably when it came to direct combat. Their only strength was in the firearms they possessed.
As such, whenever a mage or warrior closed the distance between them, they were done for.
Like a blur, Gabriel's body flickered between the bullets, his Guard Robe and Iron Body soaking up what little got through.
