The bullet spurted out of the muzzle, leaving behind bent waves of air particles. Small sparks followed through until the fire could no longer catch up with its speed.
It spiraled and followed the trajectory already set. Traveling fast, in the name of freedom, its height dropped little by little under the restraint of gravity. It curved from the wind's gentle caresses and harsh slaps, passing along several buildings on the side.
Getting closer to the target, in its final milliseconds, it was about to hit the intended target.
Just then, an eddy current of air particles, flushed out of nowhere, howled through the alleyway and swung the original trajectory off course.
The slight deviation caused the bullet to shatter the glass of the window it was supposed to hit before, and it impacted the skin on the man's ear.
Afterward, the round kicked up dust and debris behind, totally missing his head by an inch.