The crack of Vincent's high-caliber magic sniper rifle echoed across the battlefield as another {Bone Serpent} collapsed, its skull exploded from within.
"That's the fifteenth one in the last ten minutes," Vincent muttered, his Devil Eyes already tracking the next target through his scope. His enhanced optical ability allowed him to see far beyond what could even be considered reasonable, picking out weak points in the strongest defenses and calculating bullet trajectories with mathematical precision. "At this rate, we'll be here until the sun sets."
Beside him, Calio raised his hands, fingers dancing as threads of condensed mana began to weave themselves into existence. The translucent strands caught the dim light like spider silk, but Vincent knew they were harder than steel and sharp enough to cut through bone. With a flick of his wrist, Calio sent the mana threads whipping outward.
