"Lance, save me!"
Lance, who had been observing the battle from a nearby watchtower, strolled over. He had initially thought it would make for a good show. That was why he had deliberately allowed Tamara to take the nun. He had also pulled back his men to give them space to fight, purely out of curiosity about who was hunting her and what techniques her pursuers possessed.
But he hadn't expected these two to be so weak, knocked down in no time at all.
Lance couldn't let them die, so he had no choice but to step in.
However, Lance didn't respond to Tamara's cry for help. Instead, he picked up the Flying Daggers from the ground. They must have previously been imbued with some Supernatural Power, though now they seem like ordinary weapons.
Are they consumable?
If this technology could be applied to bullets, would it...
