Girl's Doomsday Rebirth Revenge & Survive novel Chapter 481

**Doomsday Rebirth 481**
**Chapter 481: Ryan’s Return**

The tension in the air was palpable, thick enough to cut with a knife. It was evident to everyone present that the shooter outside possessed a level of precision that was nothing short of extraordinary.

If Denton hadn’t activated his ability at that crucial moment, the bullet would have found its mark, and he would have been dead before he even realized what had happened.

A collective shiver coursed through the onlookers, a shared understanding dawning upon them that the figure lurking just beyond their makeshift sanctuary was not someone to be trifled with.

Caroline, her heart pounding, swiftly secured the mobile base door once more. With a fierce determination, she conjured several shards of ice, sending them hurtling into the darkness where the shadow lay.

Tyler, not to be outdone, unleashed a barrage of metallic threads, each one tipped like a razor-sharp knife, aimed to strike true.

As the icy projectiles shot forth, Caroline underwent a remarkable transformation, morphing into a cloud of steam that filled the air with a scorching heat. It was a calculated gamble; whoever lurked in the shadows would either be forced into the open or meet an untimely demise.

However, the expected howl of anguish never came. Tyler’s metallic threads, designed to ensnare, met with nothing but empty air.

The enigmatic figure had vanished without a trace.

At least, he was no longer within the reach of their attacks.

Caroline, Tyler, and the others exchanged uneasy glances, confusion etched across their faces. They had not seen him leave, nor was there any indication of his escape.

Snow and Raven, typically the first to sense an intruder, were equally unsettled. Their instincts, usually so reliable, had failed them.

This kind of unseen adversary was a threat far more dangerous than they had anticipated.

Denton’s scent intensified, a pungent reminder of his presence as he crawled along the wall, his hands and feet clawing at the surface as if he were trying to seize the man hiding in the shadows.

Tyler’s brow furrowed in concentration, and he sent out his wires once more.

This time, the metallic threads slithered along the corners of the room, weaving into the surrounding shadows. They stretched and extended, covering one darkened area after another with increasing speed.

Soon, nearly every shadow in their vicinity was ensnared by Tyler’s gleaming metal wires.

His arms had transformed, becoming a multitude of shining strands that glinted in the dim light.

The space available for the enemy to conceal himself was diminishing with each passing second.

The wires moved in utter silence, their speed so swift that the eye could barely track them.

After what felt like an eternity, the threads in Tyler’s hands suddenly went taut, a clear signal that something was amiss.

Caroline and Denton instinctively took defensive stances, ready for whatever was about to unfold.

They couldn’t see where the wires ended; all they could focus on was Tyler’s arm, trembling with the effort of maintaining control.

In the sunlight, the metal threads shimmered, while the ends that plunged into darkness seemed to disappear entirely.

Moments later, with a sudden, forceful yank, Tyler pulled with all his might.

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