"You know? I came up with a brilliant idea.
When I go undercover, I can whistle. You get it? It'll make me look more natural when I blend in."
"No, don't whistle, don't whistle." Scott immediately vetoed his brilliant idea. "This isn't The Andy Griffith Show. Don't whistle."
The smile on Luis's face froze slightly, and he fell silent in disappointment.
"Aaron, do you know what you're supposed to do?"
"Of course." Aaron smiled easily, then brushed the Spatial Ring on his left hand. A long case appeared on the table.
"Damn!" Luis stared at him in amazement. "How did you do that?"
"My main class is Divination, and my secondary class is alchemist." Aaron raised the ring on his hand with a perfectly serious expression. "As an outstanding alchemist, it's perfectly reasonable to carry one or two alchemical tools with me, isn't it?"
"That's so cool."
"There's something even cooler." Aaron gave a mysterious smile and opened the case.
As an exquisite firearm entered everyone's view, gasps followed.
It wasn't as though they had never seen guns before, but this Sniper Rifle felt like a noble emperor. Every inch of its body was a work of exquisite art.
"This really is cooler," Luis murmured.
"Cool as hell." Dave nodded along.
"This gun..." Hank stroked his chin thoughtfully. "Some high-tech weapon issued to you by S.H.I.E.L.D.?"
"S.H.I.E.L.D. isn't that generous." Aaron curled his lip. "On the contrary, Nick Fury has tried more than once to swindle it out of my hands, but he hasn't succeeded so far."
"What did you say?"
"This gun is called Demon Hunter. It's one of the greatest alchemical creations in history." Aaron introduced it with a straight face. "You all know Steve Rogers, right?"
"Captain America, the famous Avenger," Scott said.
"Even his shield can't