The car spun several times on the road. Bobby clutched the handrail tightly, while Ozma gritted his teeth and struggled to keep the car under control. In the end, it slowly came to a stop in the middle of the road.
The two exchanged a glance, immediately pulled out their weapons, and got out of the car. Before they could even raise their guns, they saw a swift shadow with two red points of light rushing toward them. Neither said another word. They raised their guns and fired, but every bullet either missed or struck the black shadow without any effect.
The black shadow was incredibly fast. It crashed into them in an instant. By the time they saw what it looked like, it had already smashed a huge dent into the car they had been using as cover. The entire front end was practically wrecked, and Ozma and Bobby were sent flying one or two meters by the impact before slamming heavily onto the ground.
"Aah!" Along with Bobby's cry of pain, the black shadow let out a howl. It ignored the two men, who had yet to climb back up, flapped its wings once, and shot straight into the sky.
Bobby rubbed his backside as he stood up, staring at the shadow that vanished across the sky. He asked in astonishment, "What was that black shadow just now? A new kind of bug?"
"How would I know?" Ozma frowned and rubbed the shoulder that had slammed hard into the ground. He looked up as well, but aside from darkness, there was nothing else to be seen in the sky. "But it didn't seem like a bug either. Bugs don't sound like that."
Ozma shook his head, put away his pistol, and stood beside the driver's seat. Looking at