398 No, No, We're Different!

Bracing his foot against the turret, the expert abruptly unfolded from his curl and avoided Luke's bullet at the same time, then lunged at Luke again.

Was this… close-range combat? Luke was puzzled, but he wasn't afraid.

But this expert shifted his gun, aimed, and fired at Luke again.

Exclaiming inwardly, Luke twisted valiantly out of the gun's range.

"Pa!" He fired back at the enemy in passing, but the guy grabbed his wrist and shifted the gun's aim slightly, and successfully evaded the shot.

Rather than feel alarmed, Luke was delighted, and swiftly pushed aside the guy's right hand with his left hand.

"Pa!" The bullet brushed past his head.

Luke laughed, and relying on brute force, fired the gun in his right hand once again. "Pa!"

The man abruptly pushed him away and used the momentum to back up two steps and evade the shot.