"Fuck, I refuse to believe that I can’t kill you!" Duncan clenched his jaw and began to shoot madly until there were no more bullets left.

"Bang, bang, bang!" After a series of gunshots, Dustin was still standing in the same spot. His body was uninjured; heck, even his clothes weren’t damaged.

"Is this guy a ghost?" Duncan was so scared that cold sweat began to pour from his temples.