"You bastard... hurry up and finish."
His companion sighed, then headed into the landship's cab to look for anything valuable.
"I-I-I'm warning you! Don't, don't-don't-don't come any closer!"
The Doctor raised a steel pipe at Scar, her hand trembling nonstop.
Right now, the only thing she could rely on was this crude steel pipe in her hands.
One end had been sealed shut, then filled with similarly unstable chemicals that would explode upon physical impact.
It had also been stuffed with a pile of sand and small Mu Jins.
All it needed was a violent collision... and it would turn into the ultimate crude, makeshift shotgun device!
"Oh? And what if I insist on coming closer? What are you going to do?"
Scar grinned, rolling his neck until his bones cracked, then walked toward her.
"You, I..."
The Doctor gritted her teeth, then charged forward, raising the "steel pipe" in her hand and swinging it fiercely at his head.
"D-Die!"
She shouted, hoping that the shrapnel and flames blasted out by the materials inside would temporarily rob him of his ability to move.
Then she would seize the chance to escape on foot...
However, before her plan had even fully taken shape, Scar reached out and caught the steel pipe she had swung at him right out of the air.
"Huh?"
In an instant, cold sweat streamed down her forehead.
Hey, hey, hey!!
Explode! Damn it! Why isn't it exploding?!
"Pfft, hahahaha! Little miss, are you a Cautus? Is that all the strength you've got?"
Scar looked mockingly at the Doctor, the greed in his eyes growing ever more obvious.
He had already begun considering how he would play with this new "toy" that was about to fall into his hands.
For instance, what kind of thrilling expression would she