I am a witch... Jiang Han raised her rifle and, as she took aim, began considering how she would handle this if she were not a witch.
"Maybe I'd be like in those cliché horror movies—spot something wrong and still shout things like, 'Who's there?' or 'Who are you?'"
...She aimed toward where the laughter had come from. Her innate darkvision caught the silhouette of a creature.
Darkvision was a passive ability of the Eternal Ice Eye. It required no magic power to function, so it could still be used within the Dead Magic Zone. The reason she glowed like the other cat lamps was to deceive—to make hostile creatures think, This cat-eared creature can't see in the dark. Once that misconception formed, the enemy would naturally have a chance of exposing an opening.
Just like now.
The figure had a pair of fluffy rodent ears unlike a rat's, a human-shaped body, and a slender rat tail covered in gray fuzz.
It was thin and gaunt, wearing a raincoat like a plastic bag and a gas-mask breathing mask that left its eyes exposed. Its pair of gray-blue eyes were very beautiful.
Jiang Han silently complimented it.
Then she pulled the trigger of the K63 Rifle.
Clang!
From farther away, it might have sounded like a "bang," but heard right beside her ear, it was a rapid clang-clang-clang-clang—like someone frantically hammering a string of bells beside a cat's head with both hands.
A tongue of flame made of bullets erupted, breathtaking in the darkness like a fiery chain.
The creature in her sights instantly showed an expression of utter surprise and panic. This ratman—perhaps it was a ratman—yanked at the rails with its tail at the critical moment, shifting itself half a meter through the air. Then, as if it had