"Click!"
Roger slowly drew the Steel Sword from his back.
The silver body of the sword was coated with a thick layer of Evil Spirit Oil.
"Help me contain it."
Henrik slashed his right palm, and the blood was completely absorbed by the handle of the gun he held; then, he pulled out a bullet gleaming with silver light from his chest.
"This is going to be costly!"
He said with a pained expression on his face.
"You miser, at a time like this, you still care about money?!"
Ingmar muttered under his breath.
"Is that a small amount of money?"
"You know as well as I do how expensive Mercury Bullets are!"
"This creature moves very quickly, and it can switch between tangible and intangible states. It was because I found an opportunity to ambush it that we were able to hit it so easily," Henrik explained.
"Also, be careful of the lantern it's holding. Try not to look at that thing."
