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Dressed in a black camouflage cargo pants paired with combat boots and a long sleeve white stretch, Elle lifted her hands and aimed at the target before her. Her blue orbs were intent and focused on the target ahead but her expression was relaxed. There was no sign of tenseness nor emotions on her face.

The gentle breeze blowing caused some strands of hair that had come loose from her braid to start swaying in a quiet dance.

BANG!

The loud sound that used to jolt her crazy at first no longer fazes her. Well, it had been quite a while and she couldn't even count how many times she had fired her gun until now.

A clap followed the loud gunshot.

"Good job." It was Caelian who spoke. The man was standing beside Abigail, watching Elle closely as she had been taking her aim and when she released her shot.