Aurora Sinclair's expression shifted. Her speed was so immense that she burst straight through the woman's domain of Power, shattering the palm strike with a single punch.
The immense pressure weighing on everyone suddenly lifted.
A sickening thud of fist meeting flesh echoed. The white-haired man's body arched, and he flew into the air for a moment, spitting blood, before crashing heavily to the ground.
Aurora Sinclair turned to the pale-faced woman and asked earnestly, "Are we still fighting?"
A vicious gleam flashed in the woman's eyes. She launched three Hidden Weapons at Aurora Sinclair, then spun around and fled.
But the three Hidden Weapons were repelled in midair by Aurora Sinclair's Power. The fleeing woman faltered and fell flat on the ground.
Suddenly, BANG! Alvin Morgan's expression changed drastically. With astonishing speed, he shoved Aurora Sinclair aside just as a bullet buried itself in his shoulder.
"Sir—"
