After firing yet another round of bullets, Carl began to heave for air in exhaustion. His body was beginning to feel the burden of using his War Spirit power nonstop.
"I'll be in trouble if this goes on. Even though I'm stopping the bug from coming close, I've shot close to a hundred bullets and none of them manage to hit its body properly!"
"If I keep using my bullets at this rate, I'll use up my remaining War Spirit power soon. Am I supposed to fight the bug like an ordinary person afterward?"
Left without a choice, Carl quickly stopped his attacks and the output of his War Spirit power.
"Huff. Sure enough, this is very different from training. The difficulty of shooting a moving target versus a stationary target is massively different."
"Hmph! Kid, I can't believe you have the gall
