Zen roared like a mortally wounded beast.
His face contorted with absolute wrath and defeat. His meticulous plan had crumbled. His mask had been ripped away. If I cannot possess him, no one will ever enjoy him!
Zen raised the gun, aiming directly at my back. His index finger tensed on the trigger. A lethally murderous glint flashed in his eyes.
"If I can't.. You can just die, Yurin!"
BANG!
The deafening gunshot echoed like a thunderbolt striking straight through my heart.
A blinding muzzle flash erupted from Zen's gun, the projectile hurtling toward my back.
In that fraction of a second... time completely froze.
I squeezed my eyes shut, my entire body bracing for the fatal impact. My mind went entirely blank. Only a single, fleeting thought remained.
It's finally over... This hell is finally over.
However, the agonizing pain I anticipated never arrived. Instead, a colossal impact slammed into me from the front.
