Bang—
The bullet, wreathed in Black Flame, grazed the Witch's cheek and burrowed into the damp soil by the Tussock River.
It was not that Angel had decided at the last moment to spare her life. An invisible force dragged the Witch sideways, swiftly pulling her away. The tremendous force even bent her neck at an unnatural angle, leaving an expression of panic and pain mingled on her face.
Spider silk... It was that Demoness of Pleasure!
Seeing that familiar way of moving, Angel instantly thought of Mrs. Sharon.
She switched the empty Bloodthirst revolver to her left hand, drew another one, and repeatedly fired the Phantom Phosphor Eruption rounds in its cylinder, chasing the rapidly moving Witch as she grew farther and farther away.
Clusters of phosphorescence exploded across the ground. The figure stained with a white halo was dragged onward by gleaming spider silk, while the Witch herself seemed to have used Feather Fall, gliding close to the ground like a kite.
At the end of the spider silk, another gradually emerging white silhouette became clearer.
"Captain, can you restrain them?"
Angel had emptied the Phantom Phosphor Eruption rounds and had no time to reload, so she could only shout for her teammate's help.
"She's carrying a statue of the Primordial Demoness. My Nightmare ability is nearly useless against her. And the other Beyonder, that Demoness of Pleasure, seems to have found a way to deal with Phantom Phosphor Eruption..."
Dunn Smith's weary voice came from behind her.
As if confirming his words, the Witch's dragged body joined up with the other figure. The latter grabbed the Witch in her arms, swung her arm, and the two of them swiftly vanished into the night. Even the Phantom Phosphor Powder clinging to them could no longer be seen.
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