"Do not fret. I'll take care of this demonsbane, and you can keep going on with your business like usual!"
The sheriff dropped the used shotgun shells out of the chamber and cocked a fresh round into place.
The townspeople looked at their sheriff with great trust.
Crash!
Kiernan climbed out of the rubble, shook the dust out of his gray hair, and adjusted his clothes with a calm look on his face.
There wasn't a single mark on his face that would hint that he was hit just now.
BANG! BANG!
In that moment, two gunshots sounded. The hellstorm of shotgun shells rained down around him.
However, Kiernan stayed composed, and he weaved through the hellstorm without a single fear on his face.
To the townspeople, it looked inhumane how he just dodged all those bullets, but he had survived through faster attacks.
Such as against Beast Prince Arazimir, whose attacks were at least twice as fast.
