Lloyd had indeed taken a 'shot,' and it had indeed hurt.
The Spiritual Power that had sprayed from the muzzle penetrated his skin, collided with the Spiritual Power inside his body, and then… vanished.
85 points in [Spiritual Power] is no joke.
'But it still hurt! About as much as a shock from static electricity!'
However, taking that shot was what made Lloyd truly understand the rules of this game.
This wasn't some game of luck. It was a player-versus-player battle that required eight players to use their own abilities to influence the toy gun from their seats, all to eliminate the others one by one.
'A relatively elegant form of 'PvP', I suppose?'
At that moment, Player 7 spoke again.
"I have no personal grudge against you. It's just the rules of the game."
Lloyd smiled but didn't reply.
'You might not have a personal grudge against me...'
'But what if I have one against you?'
