"Go up there and show him some color!"
The man angrily ordered his nearby companion.
But to his horror, he found that his companions remained motionless, their faces full of fear.
Rogel raised his hand and lightly flicked his fingertips.
With a puff, a segment of the man's finger bone immediately separated.
The man couldn't help but grimace in extreme pain, letting out a miserable cry.
"Where did you get the gun in your hand?"
Rogel stared at him, asking again.
The man, now terrified, finally realized he had gotten into serious trouble with someone he shouldn't have provoked!
"...The gun, the gun was bought from the black market in Zulomok, sold to me by the Vampire Jellyfish! She said... hiss... she said this gun has magical powers..."
The man explained in a panicked tone, enduring the piercing pain from his hand.
"Take me there."
Rogel's face sank.
If this gun truly came from his old friend, the Exorcist Hudson, then he feared for the worst now.
"Lina..."
