Funeral of the Forest.
The cold-faced man shifted his aim slightly. The barrel showed the lone tree, the hiding spot of the white-haired youth. His teammate fought valiantly against Zachary but was badly losing.
"Whooo…" Breathing slowly and steadily, the barrel stopped shaking, and he got ready to fire. The fingertip grazed the trigger, and then he added more pressure. Slowly, the trigger moved, and the bullet started shaking.
'Time to die, weakling.' The cold-faced man pulled the trigger, releasing the bullet. As soon as he did, he also used one of his skills. Wall Breaker.
Bang!
"Hmm?" The cold-faced man heard a loud bang, but his vision captured the entire forest, and he couldn't see any bullet flying toward him.
SWOOOSH!
The tips of his ears perked up. A loud noise was coming from above. He lifted his head to see at the sky, and there he saw it, a meteor descending.