Chapitre 392: Say hello [1/2]

I switched POV back to Sunday as I scanned the landing zone. Even with the tent blocking my view, I could still see the people with {Imaging}. But since there were over 50 new Reapers, I had trouble finding specific people. 

"Exa, how many Phantoms am I looking at?"

[Besides Logan Hart, 4 other Phantoms arrived].

"What are their abilities?"

[Foresight, elasticity, speed, and telepathy.]

"Shit! Why the fuck is Reuben Alford already here?!"

I quickly pulled out a magazine for the BLR 81 which was loaded with 7mm Remington Sacreds. 

"Forget Logan and the others, we have to kill Reuben NOW!"

After cocking the lever action rifle, I prepared to take my shot. Without wasting another second, I aimed at Reuben's soul gem, which was at his throat.

Tense with anxiety, I squeezed the trigger. 

A dazzling star erupted from my lever action rifle and blazed like a phoenix.