Following behind John Wick, Henry was reminded of the times he had fought alongside others like this.
That had been several years ago in Los Angeles. Afraid Old Man Stark would hold him accountable, he had followed young master Tony into a gunfight against the Continental Hotel's gunmen. It had counted as his first battle after arriving in this world.
But John Wick's marksmanship was leagues beyond Tony Stark's. His combat instincts and sensitivity were practically cheating. When following that young master, Henry had needed to protect his fragile ego, pretending his own shooting was terrible while secretly covering for him.
With John Wick, Henry barely had any room to contribute. So what if those Vampires and Werewolves possessed physical abilities far beyond ordinary humans? Two shots to the body and one to the head, combined with lethal ammunition, and none of them stayed standing.
Even in the cramped confines of a building, Vampires and Werewolves could often use sudden ambushes to achieve results against modern weapons, killing and injuring Continental Hotel gunmen.
But John Wick's gun seemed to automatically track those monsters. Whether Vampire or Werewolf, they were almost always killed the instant they showed themselves, with very few exceptions.
Whether they pounced down from the ceiling, sprang out through doors behind them, or attacked simultaneously from corridors on both sides, not a single monster could evade John Wick's bullets. The only thing was that his bullets did not curve.
Several times, Henry followed the physical capabilities and reactions of an ordinary human, trying to aim at stragglers that emerged from his blind spots. Yet the moment his muzzle lined up with the target, a shot rang out beside him. John Wick snatched the kill right out from under him.
Fortunately, this was not a points match, nor were