Sniper Mask And Kuon Novels & Stories

"Where is your mask? I don't know if it's because I know the truth now, but you look… remarkably female. Even your short hair has grown a bit longer since you arrived." I quickly touched my bare face, a wave of worry hitting me as I realized he was right. I needed to cover it before the other warriors spotted us. Thinking fast, I lengthened a single sharp claw and carefully cut the bottom inner part of my uniform trousers, ripping a wide strip of dark fabric away to create a makeshift mask. I tied it securely around my jaw and nose, pending when I could return to my tent and make a proper one. Quinn watched me, nodding his head in silent approval. "Remember, just be normal. Though, I feel li

They were heavily armed hunters dressed in modern tactical gear, their faces hidden behind black masks. At their front stood a man holding a high-caliber rifle, his icy gaze fixed on my wounded family.

He looked up to see it revert to where it had come from. Lucas caught it with one arm, fixing it as the shield glinted with its concentric black and white circles that matched his spy-esque suit as he had on a black mask over his face and a kind of black and white stealth suit. Someone else appeared on Viper's side, donned in black attire and a mask over her cheek bones. Carmen was brandishing a sparkling arrow in a bow. Her brother appeared next to Lucas, his sword in hand, looking like a cyber-punk gladiator. They all had various outfits which seemed to match their traits.

"You guys are worried about him." Kean continued to run, occasionally coughing up blood as one bullet managed to hit the chest, grazing the heart. Ah, yes, and relying on one hand to kill all enemies that got in the way. Kean managed to grab another weapon, a sword so sharp. One slash, and it cuts through everything. Although they were predominantly snipers, there were also members who were close-range fighters with swords; their number was minimal. Blood covered Kean again after he cut down another sniper who was trying to escape or hide from him.

There are numerous symbols on my katana, symbols that signify protection, power, numerous symbols to protect us against any mundane creature on this planet. **** We geared up, I placed my katana on the harness on my back, loaded up my McMillan 50 sniper rifle, and my two small Desert Eagle 50ae shotguns in case I needed a short-range pistol. Placed my harness in place, geared up my glasses, placed my hair in a tight whole hair braid, and I was ready to go. "Ok ladies, let's roll out!” I said as I made my way to my group to where they were waiting. The convoys were already equipped and waiting for us to depart. End of Flashback

Jervis shouted. Feline laughed and laughed and Jervis was pissed, he was the first. Kerwyn left to go to the arrow area followed by Feline. “Hey Kerwyn, I want to talk about my plan against the Stygian,” I call. To our surprise, people in masks and black sharks were painted on the back of the jacket. "Where is Ian Mercado?" I asked earlier and approached me. Kerwyn stared as he carried the arrow at Nate's crew.

“I knew you would say that” Liam comes running over with a case and lays it down in front of me. He has a wicked grin on his face and laughs as he says, “Hope you like it”. I gasp when I open the case. It’s a custom long-distance Ruger precision sniper rifle. It even has custom silver bullets with a wolfbane core. Conrad lifts my chin to look at him. “Figured this way you are still safe at the house while kicking ass and being a true Luna Queen”.

They took their position and hid in a blind point, as the enemies followed with their motorcycles. There are seven people in total, all wearing a special force mask. They had more advanced weaponry than Eka’s side, which left them on the disadvantageous side. As the enemies drew closer, Na Yeoul was the first to encounter one. The Korean man is fast on his feet, as he hits the man’s jaw with a clean hit.

Usually, a sniper was paired with a spotter, yet this particular sniper was alone, taking up both roles. The sniper was either extremely arrogant or had absolute confidence in his skills. Judging from how the shots were fired, Kaze believed the sniper was the latter. “Huh? Interesting.” The sniper muttered in the quiet room and the voice that came from the black robe was of a woman. She then removed her hood and mask, revealing a common-looking face. If she were to walk on the street and blend in with the crowd, she could practically go unnoticed. Yet she looked surprised. She noticed Kaze’s movements and she knew what he was planning to do.

An advanced carbon fiber quiver strapped against his back and a heavy recliner bow gives him the appearance of a traditional hunter. He wasn’t in his casuals, either. His hunter's kevlar was sticking to his chest like a part of his own body. A dull cargo bottoms with a lot of utility pockets. A dark hood to cover his head, and a mask to hide his face. His fingers wrapped with tape to minimize the finger chafing. Agenor blurted out, "Alright, everyone, listen up!" "Our priorities are a bit unordered, so let me sort them out! I also have a piece of news."