章 321: Fighting the Moonscorched Sniper

Stark crouched, breathing deeply as he narrowed his gaze on the towering sniper, Levi.

The air around them crackled with tension, thick and suffocating.

The moonscorched sniper's grotesque form loomed ominously, the tank on its head pulsing with crimson energy, its cannon-arm whirring ominously.

Stark knew the sniper wasn't a normal opponent; its attacks were deadly, precise, and overwhelming.

But this time, he had a plan.

"Sora," Stark said, his voice steady despite the adrenaline pumping through his veins. "Hold him off for a few seconds. I need time to lock onto him."

Sora, standing by his side, barely nodded, her emotionless eyes reflecting a faint spark of understanding.

"Understood," she replied in her flat, detached tone, before stepping forward, her hands shimmering with vines and green aura.

Stark closed his eyes for a moment, slowing his breath.

His muscles tensed as he focused on the sniper's movements.