A Little Chase In a Forest
Bolts continued to blast out of the wands, as they drove into the soil, and caused little spurts of dirt to explode from the ground.
"Keep shooting!" Hans shouted, as we continued to rage fire. They continued to weave from left to right, as multiple bullets bounced off of them. The ones in the far distance were already beginning to close in.
"How many bullets are left?" Brie asked.
"Not much," Greg said, quite slowly. He shot a few more times. I looked at Brie, who seemed as if she was fighting within herself, like decisions battling for victory.
But eventually one won, but the question was whether it was a good decision, or a bad one. Suddenly, she stood from her seat, as Hans looked at her in horror but immediately drew his attention forward.