The bullet whizzed through the smog and dust that kicked up from all the commotion earlier. The shell kicked out of the upper chamber of the elongated rifle. '5 Shots left' She thought to herself. It was paramount that a good marksman keep track of their ammunition. Don't want to come up short when it came to give someone a dirt nap. It fell from the air and descended to the ground bellow. Hector was the big rifle's name. A jet black, semi automatic rifle that was designed for mobile combat. It had reduced recoil, armor piercing shells and long range scope. Only those who were considered master marksman would be able to handle the beast. He was a mouthy one to say the least, and usually the least thing anyone heard. The bullet that was meant for the man in the armor traveled so fast that the sound would not follow until after the bullet reached it's destination. The shame was it did not reach its desired destination. Instead the man must have somehow picked up on the bullet as it entered his range and dodged at the last possible second. It pierced through his left forearm had a new hold for fucking. So of course this fight would not be as easy as desire. Funny thing was she wished for a fight, something that would not be so easy as her targets were before. Usually, one would not be able avoid such an attack without some level of skill. So this would only excite the winged female.

Her position was in front but above the shit storm. Chei's wings beat the air to keep her in position after the first shot was fired. The area itself had been opened up due to the commotion from before. She only wished that she gotten here sooner for all the festivities.

A devilish grin crept across her face as her finger relieved some stress on the trigger. Time had only passed to the point where the man would begin to remove his armor. She did not waste any time or try to give the man time to breathe. At the very moment he would remove his armor her finger pressed on the trigger three times in succession.  With each shot she would move the barrel ever so slightly to account for possible movements. Her perception was impeccable and only extended with her use of Haki.  Due to firing each shot one after another the timing would be staggered. She held position seventy meters in the air, this was more or less a test. She wanted to see what exactly this man was capable of, what he could do. If he died in the process, well that was his problem for being incapable to dodge. She kept herself at a solid range in the air. There was zero reason to drop to this man's reach with Hector in her possession. Her Kenbunshoku was active still, all of the aura's in the immediate area began to fade a bit. She continued to focus on her male target from before. Hector spoke loudly with a vulgar tone. Each piercing word that was muttered by him was aimed in a different manner.

The first shot raced through the air destined for the chest where this man had just removed his armor. So he would be caught in the act of doing so. If he were to move backward the shot would only move at a angle downward and pierce is lower body possibly. Right after the first shot, Chie swayed the barrel slightly upward. The trajectory would be a meter up from his head. The shot would cruise through the air above the man as a attempt to cut off a possible escape jumping upward. Clearly he had aerial mobility so she accounted for such a thing. The third shot was aimed ever so slightly to her left to account if he dodged in that desired direction. It would be approximately one meter in that direction. Her finger rested on the trigger waiting for something. She would press it as a response if he dodged to her right in a attempt to get away from the three shots. She still had two more in the clip before needing to reload. The bullets ripped through the air moving at upward speeds of tier six. Chei had full intentions of taking this man out or putting him down temporarily.

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