Agent Will nodded silently, transforming the Gun of Punishment into a silver javelin, running through the air at high altitude. He pursued the shadow of the giant dragon, softly chanting ancient verses from the holy scripture, raising the gun with one arm and forcefully throwing it. The Mithril-colored beam of the spear crossed a thousand meters through the night sky.
"Holy Cross Punishment Gun Prison."
As the javelin left his hand, it rapidly contracted. The spear beam piercing the sky was as thin as a needle tip, the silver light surpassing the dragon's speed, like a long nail piercing its backbone. The dazzling dragon stiffened at the height, Seviss chased after it, aiming the revolver at the blazing heart of the dragon.
