"Now is not the time to let it enter the fray," Malin said to Mana, who had returned to his shoulder.
The World Tree Sapling turned into a little fairy nodded.
The sound of footsteps causing vibrations came from the corridor.
Malin turned his head, and psychic energy quietly closed the door.
Fio quickly climbed up the door, using itself to block the gun hole.
Lorrin, Mana, and Melo hung three branches on the wall.
Malin raised his gun, watching a line of four people appear in the corridor on their side.
Then came a fifth person, who was limping.
The World Tree Saplings immediately changed their targets.
Malin aimed the gun at the last one—now, he was just waiting for an ignorant victim to open the gates to hell.
"What more do Harold and Dagu have to talk about," the two Chaotic Believers at the front were conversing.
