Zain stared at his hand.
His fingers tightened.
Then—slice.
He swung a sharp knife into his palm.
Blood flowed instantly, warm and thick.
He held it steady.
"…One last round."
He breathed slowly over the open wound.
His breath glowed faint red—Blast Breath activating.
The blood twisted, forming midair.
Condensing.
Hardened.
Click.
A small, pulsing blood bullet materialized in his hand.
It radiated heat from within, the inside churning with the energy of blast breath.
Zain rotated the round between his fingers.
"Now…"
He activated Hidden Hold.
In a blink, the bullet vanished from sight for others but not for Zain.
"Perfect."
His eyes narrowed, locking on Scavratt's crawling form.
"Rat Breaker—check."
"Rodent Cutter—check."
He clutched the blood bullet in his fingers.
"One last trick…"
He tapped it gently.
Impact Tag lit up across its surface, a red flicker pulsing once, then fading.
Zain slid the bullet into the sniper rifle.
Click—click.
