I stepped forward into the clearing, my golden aura intensifying with each movement. The criminals instinctively backed away, their weapons suddenly seeming inadequate against the supernatural energy radiating from my body.
Marcus Kane's face twisted with rage and desperation. "I don't care what kind of freak you are. You're still just one man."
He raised his pistol and fired directly at my chest.
The bullet struck my golden energy barrier and fell harmlessly to the ground with a metallic clink. Marcus stared at the flattened piece of metal in disbelief.
"Impossible," he whispered.
His four associates opened fire simultaneously, their automatic weapons creating a deafening roar in the forest clearing. Dozens of bullets struck my protective barrier, each one deflected or absorbed by the Innate Pure Yang energy surrounding me.
When their magazines emptied, I remained completely unharmed. The criminals stood frozen, their smoking weapons useless in their trembling hands.
