Ezra did not turn his head.
He did not even spare her a glance, he only listened.
Then…
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Gunfire burst into the quiet Maze again.
Ezra fired.
At the same time, another gun fired.
The bullets collided mid-air, sparks flashing between them before falling uselessly to the ground.
Pamela slowly turned her head to the right.
There stood Vera, holding a revolver loosely in one hand. Smoke curled slowly from the muzzle as the scent of gunpowder spread into the air.
"Vera…" Pamela whispered.
The moment she saw her, a visible relief appeared on her pale face.
Ezra finally glanced at Vera for a moment.
Then he looked back at Pamela and fired again, but this time Vera moved.
She stepped forward in a single clean motion, appearing directly in front of Pamela.
A slim long sword flashed out from her hand.
Clang!
The blade intercepted the incoming bullets, deflecting them aside with several quick metallic sounds.
