"Yes, it's all over,"
Bronte, looking somewhat weary, simply lit a cigarette, took a couple of puffs, and then continued,
"Facing the terrifying demons, who still has the mind to care for the old grudges of the past?"
"Are they very good at fighting?" Shen Ye asked.
"Brother Peiqi, demons possess the talent of the Four Prohibitions; didn't you know that?" Bronte replied.
"I truly didn't know," Shen Ye admitted.
Bronte said, "There's nothing that can't be spoken of. Most demons possess unfathomable strength, and among them, the most powerful can temporarily prohibit you from using four kinds of strengths."
"Four kinds of strengths?" Shen Ye didn't understand.
"Yes, for instance, if you're proficient in a certain technique and the demon discovers that it could be harmed by this technique, it will immediately prohibit your ability to use it," Bronte explained.
"So... if I were a mage, it could prohibit my four techniques?" Shen Ye asked incredulously.
"Exactly."