Freedom IX

As Touya dodged the bullet, diving to the side, Johan relentlessly unleashed a barrage of bullets along his escape route, leaving a trail of fire in their wake.

Touya crashed hard into the ground, dust and small rocks scattering around him. The cursed AK-47 in Johan's hands continued to rain bullets on the area around him, igniting purple flames that danced wildly, adding to the grim atmosphere. But Touya's spirit refused to be extinguished. He struggled to stay on the move, launching himself from one spot to another with agile movements, though every time he dodged, Johan managed to shower more bullets in his path.

'I need to stop his ranged attacks,' Touya thought as he analyzed the situation. Johan, with his cursed AK-47, maintained a distance, making it difficult to close in. Touya felt the pressure of time—every second slipping by reduced his chances.

Before he could plan his counterattack, Johan suddenly vanished from sight.