"Why are you in the Hunting Illusion?"
Natalie asked sharply:
"You're a non-combatant!"
"Ah, you guys launched the illusion so suddenly; I couldn't get out in time."
Major Fraser said with a headache:
"Besides, I wasn't the only one unexpectedly caught up in it..."
"Swish"
Seeing that the two guys in front of her were chatting away, not showing her much respect, the white-haired female vampire growled and lunged at them again.
This time she moved even faster, planning to kill this audacious human Major before he could fire a bullet.
But...
"Bang"
Another gunshot forced her to retreat again.
This time, Natalie looked to her left. Miss Milian, who looked rather annoyed, also walked out with her crimson hand cannon. Compared to Major Fraser's genteel demeanor, this fierce Transylvanian girl had far less restraint.
She cursed, gun in hand:
"Can you jerks give a warning before launching a spell next time? I'm the real non-combatant here!"
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"Swish"
