tracks bullet to source km away

A moment after the bullet hit my skin my eyes snapped towards it, catching a glimpse of its original trajectory before it rebounded off of my skin and into the air. As it did, my hand of my infected arm quickly came up and snatched the bullet, holding it tight. I felt more of the infection spread from that touch, but it didn’t matter much, since it was the same arm and it was more important to keep the bullet out of sight and to make sure it didn’t touch anything else.

That done, my eyes traced the bullet back to its source. I’d glimpsed the initial trajectory—though that could have meant nothing with Tenne’s Semblance—but more than that, I’d been alerted to the attack by a flicker of emotion. That had been the only reason I’d been able to react in time and now it gave me a marker that led me back to…there.

Most of a kilometer away, on top of the tallest building in town, Tenne stood watching. He looked different now, of course, as Conquest had warped his body to best make use of his abilities, though of all the completely changed Hunters I’d seen, he looked by far the most human. Though he’d been covered from head to toe in a layer of white armor that completely hid his skin and hair, the shape of his body was largely the same. He was even wearing most of the same clothes as before, including the belts of ammunition.