In any case, her bullet never reaches its destination. Inches away from his face, it freezes in the air, caught in a glowing cyan symbol—before it's abruptly flung back at Rider.
He doesn't have a weapon on him right now, but he'll deal. Like splatters of dark paint dancing in the air, the symbols swirling around him—similar to the one that caught the bullet, though of a darker shade—fly towards Rider with the intent to slice.]
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In any case, her bullet never reaches its destination. Inches away from his face, it freezes in the air, caught in a glowing cyan symbol—before it's abruptly flung back at Rider.
He doesn't have a weapon on him right now, but he'll deal. Like splatters of dark paint dancing in the air, the symbols swirling around him—similar to the one that caught the bullet, though of a darker shade—fly towards Rider with the intent to slice.]