"I'll go first!" Carl shouted angrily. He was confident in his Snap Shooting-combating Skill. He did not think that he would lose to an ordinary soldier like Drizzt in this shooting range.
"I swear on my dignity and several months of tough training that I'll defeat Drizzt here!" he thought.
Trevor sneered after hearing Carl's reply. He nodded, agreeing to Carl's request.
Drizzt walked over to them. The crowd had emptied two booths for them. Drizzt smiled at Carl and said, "You can use your War Spirit weapon but you can still only use 20 bullets!"
"I'll just use the most ordinary Korta gun." Drizzt grabbed a Korta g*n in a well-practiced movement and smiled at Carl.
Carl snorted. Without wasting time, he stretched his right hand. With a burst of silver light, his War Spirit weapon, m**
