His hand holding the open small glass bottle filled with steel dust, Frigs made his way toward the airship with the red gasbag. Taraath held him like a cat as he was being carried to the final destination.
Frigs was nervous, "Man! I wasn't expecting you to carry me! Is this even safe?"
Taraath chuckled, "It's safe, don't worry, even if you fall, I wouldn't let you die here. By the way, are you ready with your hidden card?"
Frigs shook his head, "Actually! I never even used this hidden card before, so I actually don't know the effectiveness against the demon I've never met in my life!"
He thought to himself, 'I need to focus to create the MG42... All the formations to create the bullet will be placed inside the gun and I don't even have any experience on formation before!"
Taraath said, his face suddenly serious, "I can feel that you are nervous, are you sure you can do it? Or should we go back?"
