For a brief moment, Noah and the young devil locked eyes, each trying to read the other's mind, but neither of them succeeded.
Just as Noah was about to act, the shameless young devil suddenly shouted.
"Kill him! He was the new recruit, but he ran away..."
The guards quickly drew their guns and opened fire on Noah. But despite the close range, not a single bullet found its mark.
Noah moved so fast that it was impossible to land a shot, even from just a few meters away.
As he weaved through the gunfire, Noah cursed the young devil in his mind. He couldn't believe a mere devil would stoop so low, willingly abandoning and sacrificing his own men and friends as a distraction just to escape alone.
Noah drew his spirit-silver gun and took aim at the young devil, who was already trying to flee.
Though bullets still rained around him, Noah managed to land a clean shot to the devil's right waist.
The young man collapsed to his knees, a long howl tearing from his throat.