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[Improvisation Draw Complete!]
[Improvised Gear: Bastion Shield – F Rank]
>Manifest a temporary barrier field capable of intercepting and inverting hostile projectiles.
>Duration: 30 seconds. Radius: 10 meters.
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As soon as Ethan saw the description of the improvised gear, the gears in his head whirled and instantly, he knew what to do with it.
BZZZ!
The shield bloomed to life like a miracle.
One moment the air was bullets and resonance fire, death screaming down from every angle. The next, a dome of shimmering force erupted around Ethan and the others, translucent but unyielding.
Bullets sparked off it like stones hitting glass. Grenades burst against its curve and dissolved into harmless smoke.
Inside the Bastion Shield, silence fell.
All that was left was their own ragged breathing echoing in the hush, eyes wide as they realized they weren't dead.
Holt blinked, his Rifle lowering a fraction. "That's… new". He looked at Ethan.
