On the other hand, Allen repeatedly dodged Montag's attacks. The forked chains continued to chase him. The white-haired old man brandished his desert eagle gun. Release the element of wind from the gun. Slashed towards Montag. The dwarf parried the bullet's attack. In between, Allen reloaded his bullets while figuring out his weakness.
The two sides fought each other quite fiercely. Until Allen and Montag were physically exhausted. The old man gasped for breath. Allen tried to launch a final attack. Suddenly, Montag's body became translucent. The bullet he fired, shot into a large rock. Allen clicked his tongue with an annoyed expression on his face.
"Damn it. It turns out that fighting this one dwarf is troublesome."
Meanwhile, Montag is surprised by the changes he is experiencing. Looked up at the sky, thanking the Grimm brothers for the gift they had been given.
"To think I was summoned by Master," said Montag with a faint smile.
