Her vision, blurred by tears, suddenly became incredibly clear.
At the same time, the entire world seemed to slow down.
The wind whistling past her ears, the distant whispers of the crowd, the stench wafting up from the sewer below...
A torrent of data flooded her mind, granting her a completely new perception of the world.
Magic Root!
In this state of extreme anguish, the Magic Root inside Song Ling'Er's body—unremarkable and likely to have remained dormant her entire life—had suddenly awakened.
And a Magic Root related to marksmanship, no less.
Song Ling'Er's heart gradually grew quiet.
No, 'quiet' wasn't the right word. It was deathly still!
She stared at the distant ruins. Even without binoculars, she could see everything with perfect clarity.
She was hoping for a miracle, but the massive scale of the ruins, like a giant tombstone, crushed all her hopes.
But just then, a stir of movement in one corner caught her eye.
