"What do you mean, Gamp turned everyone in The Vatican into this monster?" Draco's trembling voice showed just how unsettled he was.
"What does that amount to?" Jericho snorted. "What does it even count for?"
"Isn't this better? We can wipe out these criminals in one sweep and save ourselves the trouble of looking for enemies."
Jericho clearly did not take the monster seriously and flew toward it eagerly.
"Have a taste of magical technology, you big idiot!"
Like an eagle diving and gliding, Jericho circled above the monster's head while tossing down grenades imbued with magical effects.
"You too!" Jericho called to his teammates. "Cheer up and enjoy this thrilling bombing game!"
"Haha," the Weasley brothers laughed. "That's right, this is a rare live target."
The two rode Flying Broomsticks, continuously throwing grenades.
"Looks like neither of you has forgotten your Quidditch skills." William smiled at the sight.
"I haven't forgotten either," Leon snorted. "Not sure if you have."
"Let's compete," William said as he flew toward the monster, his voice echoing through the air. "Let's see who blows off the monster's left arm first!"
"Who's afraid of who!" Leon flew off as well.
"Lionheart, should we fly up high and keep watch for them?" Draco suggested. For some reason, the bizarre monster made him sick just looking at it.
Lionheart refused decisively. "No, Pendragon has his own way of fighting!"
After saying that, Lionheart struggled free of Soldaya's grip, leaped to the ground, drew the Lake Sword, and charged at the monster!
"What a Gryffindor..." Soldaya shook his head.
Unlike Jericho's side, where everything was going exceptionally smoothly.
Lilith's side was having an exceptionally difficult time.
Gamp had arrived at the Ministry of Magic.
He turned every person he encountered along the way—whether Muggle or wizard—as well