Ratatatata!Zip! Poof!Gunshots rang in the air as my team and I engaged in a firefight against the Somalia militia troops. Someone must have leaked out information as it seems these guys were waiting for us, and we walked right into an ambush.“I fucken knew this will happen! Never trust the Nigerian government! Bunch of saboteurs!” Risky cursed as he swooped down beside me to dodge a bullet. I had a hunch something like this would turn up, but I didn't expect it to reach such an extent. These Somalians brought a battalion to deal with just seven people... Who the hell comes with three hundred soldiers with seven ex-soldiers?“Father! Shall we retreat!?” Erik's voice sounded via the airpod we use.“Negative! Proceed as planned. I will draw their fire, Starlet you do the same, the rest of you plant those bombs in the places we've marked.” I said and moved towards a few soldiers who were busy with setting up for the mortar attack.“I will start by taking out that mortar! you lot better

While the ARV was focusing more on the town, keeping their entire focus on locating Shawn, Shawn was moving towards Jacksonville where his home was.He had awakened the power of Wind that he received from his mother. This power allowed a person to be able to do many things, but for now, Shawn was only able to use it to run like the wind. His entire body felt as light as a feather as he sprinted through the woods. Shawn knew that the people who awakened the power of wind were even able to fly, but that was only possible if their abilities were at the same level as his mother. His mother was the only elemental wind sorceress who could utilize the complete power of wind and fly. Other awakened ones could fly, but they all had different magic than her. Not a single person was able to fly after getting the power of Wind except for his mother since her power of the wind was A-rank. Unfortunately, her power of wind was overshadowed by her power of Decay which was an S-rank ability. Most peop

He once again aimed his gun at Shawn's head before he started firing. One after another, all the bullets were emptied inside Shawn. Marlon did not stop this time until his gun was empty. Unfortunately for him, Shawn still did not fall. Not only that; but the way Shawn was taking the bullets so easily made Marlon feel he was in a nightmare where the Devil had taken the shape of a teenager to scare them.“Why don't you just die!?” Marlon roared as he threw the gun towards Shawn. Shawn waved his hand gently, tossing the gun aside without letting it hit him.Marlon felt like he was going crazy. He started running towards Shawn as he punched out. Since guns were useless, he was going to let his hands do the job to knock Shawn out. His bad luck did not leave him this time either, as his hand was caught easily.Shawn caught the fist of Marlon which was coming to his face.“Why do you squirm and resist? Gladly accept your fate and be punished for your sins.” Shawn said with a stoic expression

Even though the rubber gloves did not stop his decaying powers entirely, they did decay the slowest. It allowed him to still touch things when he wore them. There was also something incomprehensible about his power which he could not understand; even though everything he touched did decay, some things decayed unusually fast, while others decayed a little slowly. It was as if something subconscious was at play which he could not control.. perhaps it was just the system.Shawn picked up the bowl and started drinking the soup without using the spoon.He wasn't given the knife and other cutleries when he was at the facility, and he had to eat things with his hands, so this had become his habit not to use such things.He finished the soup in an instant. His hunger was satiated. He turned back and started leaving without saying anything to the ones that had fed him. He was curious if they would ask him for something in return. Was it that they helped him because they were good? That wasn't

“You're done. Now, it's my turn!” Shawn said as an evil smile played on his lips.Shawn had caught the gun of Paolo with his bare hands, closing the opening of the gun. Paolo had kept on firing, unable to think clearly. The bullets kept passing through Shawn's palm, leaving a big hole. Now hearing the words of Shawn was akin to hearing the devil's voice inviting you to dine with him in hell. Paolo almost shat in his pants.“N. No, stay away from me!” Paolo stuttered as his face lost all its blood in fear. Never before has he been this scared, but then again, never again has he come face to face with the devil himself.He could not help but step back like a frightened bunny. His heart thumped like crazy, and he could feel his health getting worse. Paolo's head also started spinning as he started feeling sick. This was a nightmare. It wasn't a variant but a grim reaper. He knew about a few variants, but none of them were this frightening. The teenage boy in front of him was certainly th