"We're surrounded," the Jackal said, his expression somewhat grim as he looked at these mysterious figures.
The Jackal was also affected by that power, making his movements and thoughts excruciatingly slow.
Taking advantage of their conversation, he struggled to kneel on one knee at a distance and whispered to the floor, "Summon the great Futan God! Only He can save us now in this situation!"
Of course, Anna wanted to summon Charles, but the problem was, she couldn't do it. Previously, Charles could come out entirely because "Moth" sacrificed its own life.
Now that "Moth" was dead, she had no way to summon Charles.
"Are you sure they aren't from the IMF?"
"No, they don't have identification cards on their chests, nor do they have insignias on their shoulders. The IMF doesn't have these disorganized individuals!!"
