Chapter 117 The Fierce Battle

• Echo's expression was colder than ever, her sharp gaze unwavering. Using the dim light from the lamp Clement carried, she kept her gun trained perfectly on the man's forehead, her arm steady and unflinching.
• The man outside hesitated for a moment, sensing the deadly precision in Echo's aim. Her finger rested on the trigger with chilling certainty, leaving no room for error. Meanwhile, his gun was only aimed at her shoulder.
• In that split second, it was clear who had the upper hand.