Father…
Veda stared ahead; his breath uneven as he tilted his head slightly, barely dodging the bullet that sliced past his cheek. The heat of it brushed his skin, leaving a thin trail of blood behind.
For a moment, his eyes lingered.
He really does look like I'm seeing Bale…
Clank! Clank!
The sound rang out sharply as he raised the H&K G41, the blade attached to it striking against incoming shots. His wrist twisted slightly, guiding the edge of the blade to deflect the bullets one after another.
The instant metal met metal…
BOOM!
An explosion burst out from the clash, the shockwave pushing against his body and forcing him a step back, his boots scraping against the ground as he neared the edge of the circle.
"Tsk."
He clicked his tongue, his fingers tightening around the grip of his weapon as his hands trembled from the impact.
He's supposed to be just a Binder rank alchemist… but he's already using a Meister rank gun.
Across from him, Valentine stood still.
