"Remember what you said."
Cyril nodded solemnly. They were short-handed right now, and he didn't mind giving the guy a hand. After a pause, he reached out, and a shimmering Illusory Crystal Ball appeared out of thin air.
The illusory Crystal Ball floated in midair, turning slowly a few times before it shattered with a pop, scattering into countless tiny, brilliant points of starlight that sank into the surrounding void.
After setting up interference against divination and tracking, Cyril rested a hand on Luciano's shoulder, ready to take him away directly.
Bang!
The room's door was suddenly kicked open from the outside, and a damp breeze swept in.
Two Mandated Punishers in long trench coats rushed into the room with the surging airflow. One held a cocked firearm, its muzzle aimed at Cyril. The other carried a slender white sword that looked as though it had been made from fish bones.
A pale blue glow emanated from the fish-bone sword, which continually vibrated the surrounding air, producing a sharp, low-frequency sound that disrupted Spirit Bodies and made people feel dazed.
The Mandated Punisher holding the fish-bone sword raised it across his chest, making the sound reverberating through the air even sharper. Then he shouted,
"Are you going to surrender, or put up a fight before you surrender?"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
As he spoke, his companion had already opened fire.
Brass-colored bullets tore through the air, striking Cyril and Luciano one after another.
His Spirituality warned him in advance, allowing Cyril to anticipate everything before the other man fired. He shoved Luciano away with the hand on his shoulder.
A moment later, several bullets hit the spot where he had been standing, as well as Cyril himself. The bullets pierced his body, which quickly grew thinner and more brittle until it