Her little sister was here!
She hoped her brutal takedown of these men hadn't scared her. In front of Juniper, she needed to be a gentle, caring sister.
"You're all pretty banged up. Let's change the game for the third round," Ebony Fox announced, waving Juniper over. "I hear your marksmanship is considered top-tier. Why don't you show me what you've got?"
The trainees' spirits lifted. So what if they'd lost at hand-to-hand? Their shooting skills were undeniable.
"Let's have a shooting competition," Ebony Fox declared, her eyes glinting with a cold, intimidating light.
The trainees' eyes lit up. Ebony Fox had just walked right into their trap. They were, without exaggeration, some of the best shots in the country.
"However…" Ebony Fox said with a cold smile as Juniper, wearing a cap and mask, came to her side. "You won't be competing against me. You'll be competing against her."
"What?" The trainees looked at each other, murmuring in confusion.
The girl in front of them couldn't be more than eighteen. She was slender, with fair skin that seemed to glow. She looked like a student. Had she even graduated high school? And she was supposed to compete in a shooting match? Did she even know how to hold a gun?
"The competition will be mobile targets, testing both speed and accuracy. You can go one by one. If even one of you scores higher than her, you win the third round," Ebony Fox explained. "And I will voluntarily leave this training base."
The trainees were completely baffled. Any one of them could beat this slip of a girl. Was Ebony Fox just handing them the victory? What was she playing at?
"Do you agree?" Ebony Fox's voice was sharp.
"Agreed," the trainees replied in unison.
Ebony Fox turned to Juniper, who was still chewing her gum, her expression softening once more. "Want to have some fun?"


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