An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

In that critical moment, Dustin assumed the role of an untouchable otherworldly being. Despite the relentless firing and assaults from the profligates, not a single scratch landed on him.

The two sides seemed to exist in different worlds as though they were separated by an insurmountable chasm.

“What in the world?”

The profligates gazed at the strewn shell casings and the seemingly unaffected Dustin. They stood frozen with their faces etched with disbelief. They held their firearms, struck dumb in amazement. They had never imagined such a spectacle.

Even an elephant would be turned into a hornet’s nest with their firepower. They wondered how Dustin was left completely unscathed.

“What… What’s happening? What’s that force shield?”

He can even evade bullets. Is this

Some were trembling so violently that their guns dropped to

numerous martial artists, some formidable enough to deflect attacks, they had always

semi- transparent force shield was beyond their comprehension.

“Damn it! Die!”

Aster emerged from a concealed room. He wielded an anti- tank rocket launcher, and pressed the

seizing the rocket’s warhead and crushing it. A loud explosion ensued as the rocket

“Ah?”

dumbfounded, wearing an expression

his hand clattered to the ground. In his current state, he trembled with fear, both mentally and physically. Aster wondered if Dustin was

“You’re overestimating yourself!”

snorted, pointing his finger once

Aster was sent airborne again. He crashed heavily into the wall, leaving a dent. Half of his body was embedded in the wall, with only his limbs protruding. It resembled a pitiful painting

basement!” Dustin spoke