There wasn't much time left for Red Falcon to think, and during this precious moment, he didn't say anything useful but instead burst out swearing.
"You're actually doing it!"
Red Falcon was all too familiar with that shotgun. Although it was a new replica, in his memory, a gun of this model had shattered countless Demons to pieces. What's more intriguing was that you could never know what kind of ammunition that lunatic Lorenzo loaded inside it.
It could be a Deer Bullet, or a Dragon Breath Bullet, but whatever was loaded, at this distance, if it hit him, he likely wouldn't escape death.
"Sorry!"
Erin said finally, pulling the trigger, and the force knocked Erin backward.
After the gunshot, the bullet sprayed forward, shattering the things in front of it. The table was overturned, and dust rose from the walls.
