The heavy thunder of automatic fire echoed off the reinforced concrete walls. Bullets flattened into metallic sparks, dropping harmlessly to the polished floor as my translucent wind barrier held firm.
[System Alert: Continuous Impact Detected — -2 PP/sec]`
`[Remaining Pleasure Points: 31 PP]
"Damn it! What kind of sorcery are they using?!" one of the soldiers shrieked, fumbling to reload a empty magazine.
"The boy just appeared out of thin air... who knows what other paranormal stuff he can do!" another yelled, backing toward the shattered elevator doors.
"Keep firing!!" Akira roared, grabbing a soldier by the tactical vest and throwing him back into the line. "Let's see how long they can hold on to whatever trick they're pulling!"
Crap. He was right. Akira wasn't a fool—he was testing my capacity. The wind barrier was burning through my system resources, and my PP pool was practically in the red.
