Chapter 171: Escape

Perched high in the shadowed recess of the 20th floor, the sniper stared down the scope in disbelief. 

"He evaded my shot?" he muttered under his breath, dumbfounded. 

"It's impossible. How could he have managed that? I had him perfectly in my sights; no human could react that fast." 

His finger, still tense on the trigger, relaxed slightly as he replayed the moment in his mind. The target had moved with such precision, almost as if he had anticipated the exact timing of the shot. Shaking his head, the sniper recalibrated his rifle, his eyes scanning the chaos below for another chance.