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Bang!!

Another gunshot rang out!!

One of the men charging at the very front—a sinister, pudgy dockside gangster covered in mud and wearing an unbelievably filthy sailor uniform stained with patches of unknown grime—saw one of their targets, a blue-skinned aquatic creature, bounding toward them from afar. Known as a sharpshooter, he did not hesitate. He simply raised his gun and fired. A scorching round, trailing waves of heat, burst from the smoke and sparks at the muzzle of his long-barreled musket and shot toward the blue-skinned monster still flipping through the air...

"Hey!!"

"Don't think you'll hit me again!!"

Even while airborne, the little fishman Fizz instantly spotted the nearest man on the ground—and the high-speed projectile screaming toward her from the flash of his glowing muzzle!

So,

Clang!!

She hurriedly swung her sea-stone trident viciously through the air. With a dull metallic crash against stone, she accurately batted the blazing round right back!

"Ahhh!!"

A miserable scream rang out...

Exceptionally vengeful, the little fishman Fizz had actually used her sea-stone trident with perfect accuracy in midair to bat back the projectile fired at her. It struck down the dockside gangster who had fired first and put a small lump on her head—the man was in the middle of frantically reloading and collapsed into a pool of blood.

"!!"

The sinister, pudgy dockside gangster was stunned...

The smoke had not even fully cleared from the muzzle of his long-barreled musket, and wisps still drifted from it. Yet the precise shot he had fired had produced a result completely different from what he expected... Realizing that the enemy in the air had smacked the bullet back and effortlessly knocked down a sharpshooter behind him, while the enemy was falling directly in front of him, he panicked. Ignoring the gang's strict