Chapter 410 Stirring Hidden Power

• Finnian struck true and moved to press the attack when a razor‑sharp warning flared in his gut.
• Not good—there’s a sniper!
• Heat pricked across his skin where an infrared beam brushed him. His face tightened. He never imagined they’d brought in a sniper. It blindsided him. He ditched the chase and rolled hard. Too late by a heartbeat—two heavy sniper rounds screamed in from different angles. He barely dodged one; the other hammered his arm, spraying blood.