Kara caught the spear with her monster hand. Fiona jumped up and twisted her body backwards. The spear jerked, and Kara accidentally let go of it.
Fiona backed away while continuing to brandish her spear. Meanwhile, Evan and his two friends are already taking steps.
"It seems, you need this more." Tristan threw the kitchen knife in his hand at Evan.
Evan caught the knife with his glowing hand.
It didn't take long for the knife to become a man in a white chef's shirt. What distinguishes him from ordinary cooks is his knife-shaped right hand.
"My name is Fefe, master!" The knife man roared like someone snapped. "I'll help you cook anything."
"Errr.... No....." Evan grimaced stiffly. "We don't need you to cook."
"Besides, what kind of food are you going to cut with such a big knife?" Tristan added.
"Huh!?" The chef still looked fierce. "Then, what should I do!?"
