288 Superhuman Syndrome.

SPURT!

The bear's stomping stopped. In the eye, a sizeable hole was visible, dripping with blood.

Thud!

The enormous body of the bear fell down lifelessly on the snowy ground. All the previous signs of life disappeared.

''Wha—'' Malcolm and the rest of the elderly gentlemen were utterly shocked. The menacing and terrifyingly powerful bear took its last breaths before entering the afterlife.

''Argh…'' Isaac put the safety on and dropped the gun. He grabbed his shoulder and rubbed the painful spot.

''You know how to shoot?'' Malcolm asked with surprise. He knew better than anyone that taking such a shot wasn't simply possible with beginner's luck.

Beginners would try to hit the largest target, which was obviously the torso area. However, Isaac went straight for the head, and the shot was just beautifully executed.

Isaac wryly smiled and nodded, ''Somewhat… My class in White Online is Marksman… I guess that helped.''