After ten minutes, a team of Punishers from the Wisdom Goddess Church finally arrived at the scene. By then, Malin and the others were already checking the flying heads one by one to see if they had gold teeth—what a bore, this area had already been swept once, and aside from a few vagrants' corpses, there wasn't even a giant rat in sight.
Unlike low-sensitivity humans who would blunder into death traps, the giant rats had long since fled.
The captain responsible for the team came over, "Did you... take care of all these?" He pointed at the giant meaty corpse.
"Yes," Leon, as the person in charge of liaison, naturally took over the conversation. "There's also a problem with this damn signal gun, old chap. It took ten seconds to start working after I pulled the trigger."
