The moment Ethan appeared, the snipers locked on and pulled their triggers.
But he vanished in a blink, reappearing over thirty feet ahead, dodging every bullet cleanly. Without slowing, he sprinted downhill toward the enemy. The distance was still too far for a direct [Teleportation], so he had to close the gap manually.
Down below, the attackers weren't giving up. Another AT-4 was hoisted onto a shoulder, aimed straight at the dirt wall Garrick had raised.
Whoosh—
The rocket screamed through the air, heading straight for the squad.
But halfway up, it suddenly veered off course—again—and turned back toward the attackers.
"Goddammit!" Caleb Harlan cursed, nearly choking on his own rage.
"Get down!"
The crowd scattered, diving for cover.
BOOM!
Another deafening explosion rocked the hillside. A fresh crater tore open the ground, and dozens more were blown to pieces.
"Holy shit! Did Mayor Marks give us defective gear?!" someone shouted in panic.
